Nostalia

Nineteen thirty nine

Nostalia
You're eyes will never see an end to this war never fall down to submission. Stand fast moving on we will never fall down to submission. I see the terror in our eyes i know all we left behind so much can never be replaced so much hate is in our eyes.
I see we can't hold up to them
I see them now closing in we have no chance, no chance to survive
I see the fire in the air
never see and end to this war, we will never fall down to submission

Never falling down to submission

Bombing fills the air
Outnumbered
Burning soldiers

Soaked in fire
their cries for help go unnoticed

The rebelling soldiers run to save their lives they will never make it before they are burned alive. My voice trembles in fear before i know it, it's too late. i see the pyromanic pilot aiming from the sky.

Their bodies fall burning
raining blood of the hunted

No justice in this slaughter, no redemption in this conquer, we await the masacre, our destruction. Attacking aviation, death from the sky. The domination of our kind will soon become the world.

They destroyed our borders enforced with everything we had. Breaking down the walls and left nothing alive. The sickened laughter of these demented killing machines consumes my every thought as i feel it's my last hour.

The bodies fall burning
Raining blood of the hunted
The bodies fall burning
Raining blood, i fear it's my last hour

I see the fire fills the air, i see the terror in our eyes

I fear it's my last hour

Encontrou algum erro na letra? Por favor envie uma correção clicando aqui!