Child of War

Dust, ashes and graves...
You cannot run from their unfair demands.
Whom enemy prays?
It needs the blood. It eats the flesh by the flame.

War, death, blood,
Fire, and void!
Black storm cloud...
You'll be destroyed!

Smoke floats on the ground, waits for the fight
Or is it enemy's mist?
Run out of the bounds, out of the sight.
Choose evil could be the least.

War's rising but you are far...
Far from the blood and flames.
Think and look at the stars.
One day you'll see the ways.

War, death, blood,
Fire, and void!
Black storm cloud...
You'll be destroyed!

War's rising but you are far...
Far from the swords and flames.
Think and look at the stars.
One they'll grant you grace.



Credits
Writer(s): Alexander Mikhailov
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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