Downpour Paroles

Now

Running out of
Out of fucking time
This is, our
Final breathe

Lead the way,
March foreword,
Fears fall short, of our hearts,
And we march,
To hell and back,
hahaha, a victory, for the damned
This is war
Unspoken by, the hungry mouths
Of the poor
War

When night turns to day,
Our, blood, will be spilt onto the streets, Wasted, every drop
We thirst for their blood, please
SAY IT AGAIN
Bloodlust is in, our nature
While we preach peace
We preach war
BLOOD PREACHES BLOOD

This acre is, not big enough, to bury our,
Bury our dead,
I hear their screams,
Even when I sleep,
I will shut them,
Shut them up


We will fight, until our deaths.
We'll fucking fight, until our deaths.

I roam the earth,
Searching for peace from,
From my torment
To end this hell
I still hear, hear their screams