This sadness never ends. Parade of Scars.
A broken glass, broken hands.
Concrete walls, a soldierhead,
the memories will trick you.
A ritual of ghosts, angels of death,
attitude adjustment, auto-inflicted destruction.
Forceful behavior leds to the blackest tears,
empty eyes, empty minds,
prosthetic minds of fear and greed.
Live the American dream, unleash the ultimate scream!
Man spricht Deutsch
und die Alarme begann zu läuten.
Warum?
This could be anywhere in the world,
march on the kingdom of the dead,
we came to conquer!
Live the American dream, unleash the ultimate scream!
Carriers of the plague,
everything invaded, redemption.
This time's for real,
why do you tell me all these lies?
My patience is getting shorter
and killing you is killing me.
We stand as one, harvest, sacrifice...