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编辑于2008/08/24更新