A Shroud Cast Over
Seeds Of Hate
Look into my eyes You will see the angst that resides in me Release these thoughts of emptiness Show me the true face of anger that reflects on every man No one hears our cries of hope What must be done to silence their stares A pale mood, A dying heart, A worthless failure I will follow the passions of my heart in remembering that there is still hope, this hope's in me and this hope's in you A pale mood, A dying heart, A worthless failure I know one day this world will be pure of all these sins by man We need force but we must keep our composure or we'll be just like the aggressor Kill these seeds of hate
From Letras Mania