Letra de Ulrich firelord: breaker of mountains

In three months and a day your homes will plague you
Your paychecks will haunt you
And your love life will own you
This is it
We´ll expect the cost (we´ll expect the cost)
.. ..

Spring does not exist, neither does Jesus
To whom inquires first
While you sit their praying hard to a god that doesn´t exist
As your head follows down
It´s in your mouth
Forty years, into nights
Child this will end your life
Forty years, of your life
.. ..

A bad taste
A terrible sense of smell
Fool yourself
For the books your children bleed for
.. ..

Were going to throw the burning bodies
Down the wishing well?..
.. ..

During a raping
You can´t get back your pennies
During a raping you can´t hold yourself on trial
.. ..

All we are, are fitter men
Cast us as violent
All we know can´t hold us back
Beautiful children with wreck less hands
Will doubt them?