Texty: Heaven Shall Burn. Deaf To Our Prayers. Armia.
:
An uprising of the lost
With courage born from despair
An end for the years of anguish; a battle in the heart of this nation
Uprising of the lost; in the abyss between the worlds
They all averted their eyes
A home behind the enemies lines
They raped and burned our fatherland
We know that nothing shall remain; there's no tomorrow, we'll bring it to an end
Our souls scorched with our homes but wilful we hold our ground
Ragged figures but brothers and sisters we are; through fields of debris we crawl
Uprising of the lost; the world averted it's eyes
Red vultures awaiting our end
A home behind the enemies lines
An uprising of the lost
With courage born from despair
An end for the years of anguish; a battle in the heart of this nation
Uprising of the lost; in the abyss between the worlds
They all averted their eyes
A home behind the enemies lines
They raped and burned our fatherland
We know that nothing shall remain; there's no tomorrow, we'll bring it to an end
Our souls scorched with our homes but wilful we hold our ground
Ragged figures but brothers and sisters we are; through fields of debris we crawl
Uprising of the lost; the world averted it's eyes
Red vultures awaiting our end
A home behind the enemies lines
Heaven Shall Burn Burn
Deaf To Our Prayers
Heaven Shall Burn Burn