Текст песни Raised Fist - Tribute
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To this point in life we`ve had no experience And it feels like we`re smashed beyond recognition Bleak sections of thoughts a contrast to my hope This is a form of tribute to the world you`re digging in I see my enemy, not a good comunity. Separated by filthy worms we`re getting smaller and smaller And isolated as we`re following the pilgrim path Fields and narrow walleyes lays upon us with hate You`re the cream of my dream and nothing can come between. I see my enemy, not a good comunity. Only death can come between us and the heavenly earth. Only death can come between us and the heavenly earth. To this point in life we`ve had no experience And it feels like we`re smashed beyond recognition Bleak sections of thoughts a contrast to my hope This is a form of tribute to the world you`re digging in I see my enemy, not a good comunity.