Paroles de Laws And Crowns
The role of creator and destroyerThe laws of life need no lawyers
In the cruel world of blood and struggle
Coming in second means raining rubble
A laurel wreath upon his brow
Bloody garlands for his crown
The past is cruel and the prayers enforced
Man and nature become divorced
Hands torn from burr-clung face
The future like a wolfpack waits
The past is cruel and the prayers enforced
Man and nature become divorced
Hands torn from burr-clung face
The future like a wolfpack waits
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