Testo Voices

Unconscious minds misguided end up seeing red
Sacrificing their own kind
Nobody listens to the voices of the dead
Justification comes from beyond

as we are spinning around and around at the wheel of retribution

hear their voices there again screaming under the ground afraid
remains of lost souls dead in vain
burned to ashes in anguish and pain

hear their voices there again
so many innocent getting the blame
"revenge!" corroded through our brain

Like medieval warriors who fought on their crusades
We're leaving behind a bloody trail,
Weapons have changed but still the reasoning remains
Suburban inquisition reigns