from whom the gun tolls
for whom the pray weeps
bow before a war
call it religeon

some wounds never heal
some tears never will
dry for the unkind
cry for mankind

even the dead cry
their only comfort
kill your friend, i don't care
orchid kids, blinded stare

need to understand
no need to forgive
no truth no sense left to be followed

"facing this unbearable fear like meeting an old friend"
"time to die, poor mates, you made me what i am"
"in this world of a million religeons everyone prays the same way"
"your praying is in vain. it'll all be over soon"
"father help me, save me a place by your side"
"there is no god our creed is but for ourselves"
"not a hero unless you die, our sepcies eat the wounded ones"
"drunk with blood of your victims
i do feel your pity - wanting pain
lust for fame, a deadly game"
"run away with you impecibly kin"
"good wombs hath born bad sons"

cursing, god, why?
falling for every lie
survivors' guilt
in us forevermore
15 candles
redeemers of this world
dwell in hypocrsy
"how were we suppose to know"