Текст песни Blood Rust

Stale drops of inferior taste.
Handed down just to lay to waste.
Foul scent of a dream gone bad.
Die the death that he never had.
I've seen the flaming sights
I've walked that dreaded mile.
Religious fragmentation I gasp another line.

So be it-This place turns to dust.
So be it-Our blood turns to rust...
I see the world as gone…
Bring the pain!
I see the world as gone.Haunted, The - Blood Rust - http://ru.motolyrics.com/haunted-the/blood-rust-lyrics.html
Epidemic spreads across the land.

To every place and into every man.
The solution lost for all.
Betrayed and broken.
Domestic intervention may stop it for a while.
Concealed intentions our code they mastermind.

So be it-This place turns to dust.
So be it-Our blood turns to rust...
I see the world as gone…
Bring the pain!
I see the world as gone…