Godless کے بول

There's a sickness that keeps reaching out Grabbing a hold of the world no control Reputation, reputation Mortality of the men Cowards they always leave filth in there tracks that won't wash, wash away Fear is the motive in the things that do, that they do Their world seems so godless Their world seems so godless All out to war The way to be stronger All out to war By force we will conquer The fraud the elections denying the freedom of choice from the people Repeating the errors inventing excuses to profit from conflicts Reputation, reputation Mortality of the men A world so godless A world so godless