A tale of the two two
|
hungers to feed With power their lust and armored with greed They both wanted every thing the moment to fear When night would conquer day that moment so near
|
|
Oh satellite!
|
By fashioned will bare pused to your darkest hour
|
And fate and time (now) collided a million one armageddons filled
|
|
An axis reeled a bullet bore
|
the dark cried out Like a newborn (babe) and disappeared All sign of life
|
the end starts a new
|
beginning And they left with everything They left just their lore Rewarded their army by leaving them There The cry of the soldiers rang
|
|
"Oh, don't leave us here --
|
It's Pandora's box you open, forsaking us" Nothing sacred
|
|
-----------------
|
Exodus
|
ÀÓÀç¹ü |