The Foreshadowing şarkı sözleri
Cold in my landWhate'er the time I've beenRunning too fast or walking too slowFor a long time.Tomorrow I will hateAnd celebrate my greedWandering the wasteAnd tasting my heart,Smells like sour and filth.Tears don't belong to meAnd no one else,I'm running to my hell'cause none of us can make a stand.Running to my hell...Cold rain, rush me into my hellAll alone when light's off.We are born to procreateAnd subjugateTears don't belong to meAnd no one else,I'm running to my hell'cause none of us can make a stand.Running to my hell...Cold waste of a bloodyTaste we're aloneAnd ready to fall.Frontiers without volunteers.Who asked for a penny of love?Skyscrapers with hellish view from aboveWe're ready to fall.Cold soul, if you're feeling old you can callWhen you can't go on...
