Roots bloody roots. Roots bloody roots. Roots bloody roots. Roots bloody roots. . I believe in our fate. We don't need to fake. It's all we want to be.
And now you're walking, walking alone. With all this blood on your soul. All this injustice was fucking done. Amnesia, that is so fucked up.... . Your hands are red.
Chaos A.D.. Tanks on the streets. Confronting police. Bleeding the Plebs. Raging crowd. Burning cars. Bloodshed starts. Who'll be alive?!. . Related. .
Roots, bloody roots. Roots, bloody roots. Roots, bloody roots. Roots, bloody roooaaaaaahh. . I. Believe in our fate. We don't need to fake. It's all we wanna be.
This Is The Trench That Never Surrenders. Fighting The Front, Attacking Their Nest. All Out - Holding Our Flag. All Out - Ruling Our Path. . Our Revolt!.
O desespero, a dor, o medo. Fatores decisivos que te obrigam a pensar. O vinho e sangue, a carne e o pao. Chagas que nao fecham que intrigam sua vida.
The Dreams Of Wealth. A Common Fantasy. They're Only Illusions. You See Them On Tv. . They Think They Know Everything About Us. Don't Think They Ever Will.
Zyon's heartbeat in utero. Chaos A.D.. Tanks on the streets. Confronting police. Bleeding the Plebs. Raging crowd. Burning cars. Bloodshed starts. . Who'll be alive?!.
Chaos A.D.. Tanks on the streets. Confronting police. Bleeding the plebes. Raging crowd. Burning cars. Bloodshed stars. Who'll be alive?. . Chaos A.D..