Flat-Line [+ text] (исполнитель: Dawn Of Ashes)
Bounded, this hate grows colder Sorrow eyes, black with murder Erase the hope for mankind Damned in your broken lies Self reflect The suffering [bad word] Self reflect Worthless disciple Self reflect You suffering [bad word] Self reflect Face me You're nothing to me You'll see a damaged seed Face me You're nothing to me In this [bad word] you're just a disease Face me You're nothing to me You'll see a damaged seed Face me You're nothing to me In this [bad word] you're just a disease