Idioma Origen:
The smell of death is in the air
And dead bodies I see everywhere
Just machine people, all our hope is lost
The courage the pride the souls have these costs.
You never learned to think
And your ship will sink
I try to see a sign of hope in your eyes
But I just see decay and lies.
Idioma Destino:
The smell of death is in the air
And dead bodies I see everywhere
Just machine people, all our hope is lost
The courage the pride the souls have these costs.
You never learned to think
And your ship will sink
I try to see a sign of hope in your eyes
But I just see decay and lies.