가사 좌표
EN원문 가사
번역이 아직 없습니다. 원문 가사를 표시합니다.
Sunday, October third. 6PM rain
I was ordered to execute seven prisioners
Lined up, blindfolded and chained to a stake in a field
It seemed as if my bullets couldn't reach them
Instead the seven grinned and seven horrible visions of war
One by one, captured my soul



