The war is over
And the man is satisfied the bleedin’s over
But you’ve left one sacrifice
The world is
And the ground is still on fire
Everything’s over and that man’s now ready to die
As the wine is made from grapes
We will be The juice of destruction
‘Cause we delete in the normality our obscenities
we, poor grapes of the system
As the wine is made from grapes
We will be The juice of destruction
‘Cause we delete in the normality our obscenities
we, poor grapes of the system
The war is over
And the man is satisfied the bleedin’s over
But you’ve left one sacrifice
The world is over
And the ground is still on fire
Everything’s over and that man’s now ready to die
And the man is satisfied the bleedin’s over
But you’ve left one sacrifice
The world is
And the ground is still on fire
Everything’s over and that man’s now ready to die
As the wine is made from grapes
We will be The juice of destruction
‘Cause we delete in the normality our obscenities
we, poor grapes of the system
As the wine is made from grapes
We will be The juice of destruction
‘Cause we delete in the normality our obscenities
we, poor grapes of the system
The war is over
And the man is satisfied the bleedin’s over
But you’ve left one sacrifice
The world is over
And the ground is still on fire
Everything’s over and that man’s now ready to die
Contributed by DonQuijote82 - 2011/1/9 - 16:54
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