Raised Fist - Tribute Lyrics
To this point in life we've had no experienceAnd it feels like we're smashed beyond recognitionBleak sections of thoughts a contrast to my hopeThis is a form of tribute to the world you're digging inI see my enemy, not a good comunity.Separated by filthy worms we're getting smaller and smallerAnd isolated as we're following the pilgrim pathFields and narrow walleyes lays upon us with hateYou're the cream of my dream and nothing can come between.I see my enemy, not a good comunity.Only death can come between us and the heavenly earth.Only death can come between us and the heavenly earth.To this point in life we've had no experienceAnd it feels like we're smashed beyond recognitionBleak sections of thoughts a contrast to my hopeThis is a form of tribute to the world you're digging inI see my enemy, not a good comunity.