Tiny-Y-Son

The uranium-issue of dogmalovers

Tiny-Y-Son


I can remember there was nothing but hatred
the loyalties that have been broken and failures
appearing on the wall now we´re better off in coffins
why must we stay honest at raid

raid raid sacrifice us allraid raid save your last resort

the bombs falling to the ground
they´ll  never understand
when will they open their eyes
fall  into the ground 
they´ll never  understand
when will they open their minds

their minds their hearts  spoiled by  recruitmenttheir minds their
hearts  spoiled by  counting