A Shroud Cast Over - Seeds Of Hate
Look into my eyes
You will see the angst that resides in me
Release these thoughts of emptiness
Show me the true face of anger that reflects on every man
No one hears our cries of hope What must be done to silence their stares
A pale mood, A dying heart, A worthless failure
I will follow the passions of my heart in remembering that there is still hope, this hope's in me and this hope's in you
A pale mood, A dying heart, A worthless failure
I know one day this world will be pure of all these sins by man
We need force but we must keep our composure or we'll be just like the aggressor
Kill these seeds of hate
