to live in, spread the words today Show the world that love is still alive, you must be brave Or you children of today are Children of the Grave, Yeah
live in Spread the world today Show the world That love is still the life, You must be brave Oh, you children of today Are children of the grave
Tłumaczenie: Master. Children Of The Grave.
to live in spread the world today Show the world that love is still alive you must be brave Or your children of today are children of the grave
place to live in spread the world today Show the world that love is still alive you must be brave Or your children of today are children of the grave
made you a perpertrator Forever in a world of you and a girl A few grams in a pipe to make your head swirl You must spread the word of the master teacher
Fuck the shiny shit, fuck a bitch Only grimy shit, dirty shit, holocaust in thirty-thirty shit Missile flick assassin Sicilian, kill women and kill men And kidnap children
in a prison, slowly waiting to die it's getting harder for my people, yet we don't know why they cuttin sistas off welfare, these kids can't eat and it's the children
Come you masters of war You that build the big guns You that build the death planes You that build all the bombs You that hide behind walls You that
down Oh, you know too much, just a little touch Of the forbidden knowledge Casting Evil Spells we're children of the grave The serpent's raising hell, turn masters
Come you masters of war You that build all the guns You that build the death planes You that build all the bombs You that hide behind walls You that hide
-pity Until it made him sick He knew he was no master Just a slave to himself To the voices that have tortured him That he'll take to his grave Can
. I hope I never live to see the 'perfect' world you crave, Where ambition is the burden we shall carry to our graves. We think that we are so superior
hides inside me It hides inside me It hides inside me Sic semper tyrannous Everyday you decay In chains, dismayed Broken soul, splintered bones Ghost children in their graves
of the overman Beggars go away, we don't want you They left far away laming Now that god lies in his grave, he rots Now the superior human Becomes master
the Master walking on the water Hear Him speak and calm an angry wave Look at Him raising up Jairus's daughter And with a word Lazarus comes forth from the grave
this flesh, rag, bandage, Mop in their flowing death Taken aside, they were pointed a way, for god, queen and country Now in silence they lie They ran before these masters, children