Текст песни Stricken

Stricken with disease. Lost through sickness and i can't find my way.
I've lost the will. Nothing to fight for.
Stricken with disease. I don't know what i'm gonna for.
Lost my sight, the will to win the fight.
Just hold on tight and we'll break through.No Fuego - Stricken - http://ru.motolyrics.com/no-fuego/stricken-lyrics.html

Make your escape before tommorrow brings the sober
sickness. Maybe you are too far gone to save.
Brace yourself for a world that leaves you fending
for yourself, for a world that's full of hatred.