October Falls şarkı sözleri
Through the mouth of a nation's harlotsThe traitors with endless lies falling behindA distorted tongue, the origin of spiritual fallA mouthful of poisoned idealsAll spat into face of these menStill scarred for nothing, still bleeding in veinSinging tunes for this dying age Bow in front of the upcoming deathBow for the sons of tomorrowOnly a scar for some, still a mark for an otherAt the edge of an era, where the martyrs gatherOnly flesh for the leaders, marching towards anotherAn age of redemption or an age for revenge?Wrapped into the hopeless cross, the one that most of them bearThe voice of oblivion, screaming for the deaf earsBow in front of the upcoming deathBow for the sons of tomorrow
