Mortify
Mortify
What we`d learned in the years of brutality
Where the flowers are growing on bloody sand - we`re walking on
Where the lover is killing by goverment - we`re perish of
In this world where`s only behind facade
Lies and words of contempt and hate
We are ready to kill
We are ready to kill
Flying away
Obsessed by the madness that I could escape
Flying away
Flying away
Obsessed by the madness only others must pay
Flying away
But what can w