in the heart of the land of creation. grows a threat which cannot be healed. efforts soar to restore generations. grave results
give this outbreak the nail. the growing devastation. brings human extinction this plague aims at our weakness. predetermined
sky. cradles fall into pine for the mourning. wailing cries blend endless each day. poverty proves more than a lifestyle.
sumpathy can not sure disease. this plague aims at our weakness. predetermined sky
Copy lyrics and 
New! Now you can post widget to Friendster!
IM this