Testo Vanished

It's always cold in here, sacrifice is clear
No one seems to care that he's bound to a wheelchair
The minutes, the minutes, the minutes last for days
Collected wounds like broken strays

And when the smoke has cleared
The bodies disappears
Vanished into thin air Regret replaces fear
We get the world we deserve

Children taught to kill for god
While their parent's bodies slowly rot
But the ones you wanna kill
Might be the ones that kill us all
In seconds, in seconds, in seconds, it all could change
Blood is oil that makes the gears turn

We get what we deserves