Paroles de At War With Reality

A howling wind of nightmares Howling through barren streets Frozen in time The city woke up paralyzed Where is the splendor? All our ambitions decay Among the ruins Covered forever in dust War The sound of beating winds Chaotic dreams asleep As phantoms we answer At war with reality Where is the hunger? With eyes of sadness it stares The air it hangs dying Dressed in the nightmares of old Abandoned in panic, fortifications decayed From our own indulgence, the golden age dead War The sound of beating winds Chaotic dreams asleep As phantoms we answer At war with reality As phantoms we answer At war with reality