Season Of Blood

Blessing money as religion
Your submission is your oblivion
Thinking you have jailed the truth
Spitting on our dreams of youth
You'll remain handcuffed to your sin
Hoping these days of torture will be crushed (Will be crushed)
Knees on the ground face in the dust

Season of blood
It's our season of blood
Without war there is no glory
Season of blood
Without war there is no glory

Take a breath quickly and change your world (Change your world)
Reborn and support the look of these false lords
They've cut our wings for so much time
There's no way back this is the dead line
With corrupt blood and with corrupt brain
We need to be answered for our own pain

Hoping these days of torture will be crushed (Will be crushed)
Knees on the ground face in the dust

Season of blood
It's our season of blood
Without war there is no glory
Season of blood
Without war there is no glory

Season of blood
It's our season of blood
Without war there is no glory
Season of blood
Without war there is no glory



Credits
Writer(s): De Filippo Valentin, Prime Simon
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