Вершы: Sepultura. Nation. The Ways Of Faith.
The senseless painted room, excuses from the sky
Compassion for nothing, purity was a lie
Our souls have wounds, our sons will touch
The breath of life, for all mankind
By the faith of God, let me be my name
In the name of God, let me live my faith
To instigate a fear that resides in you
The mystery of each and every one of us
Trust to trust, teeth to teeth
Lying low, near the sky
By the faith of God, let me be my name
In the name of God, let me live my faith
Under the ways of faith, under the ways of faith
Under the ways of faith, can I live?
Under the ways of faith, under the ways of faith
Under the ways of faith, can I live?
Sacrifice is made in holy wars
Covered in blood, the path we walked before
Seeds in sacred soil no longer grow
Can I live without you killing me
Under the ways of faith, under the ways of faith
Under the ways of faith, can I live?
Under the ways of faith, under the ways of faith
Under the ways of faith, can I live?
Compassion for nothing, purity was a lie
Our souls have wounds, our sons will touch
The breath of life, for all mankind
By the faith of God, let me be my name
In the name of God, let me live my faith
To instigate a fear that resides in you
The mystery of each and every one of us
Trust to trust, teeth to teeth
Lying low, near the sky
By the faith of God, let me be my name
In the name of God, let me live my faith
Under the ways of faith, under the ways of faith
Under the ways of faith, can I live?
Under the ways of faith, under the ways of faith
Under the ways of faith, can I live?
Sacrifice is made in holy wars
Covered in blood, the path we walked before
Seeds in sacred soil no longer grow
Can I live without you killing me
Under the ways of faith, under the ways of faith
Under the ways of faith, can I live?
Under the ways of faith, under the ways of faith
Under the ways of faith, can I live?
Sepultura
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