The war is over and the man is satisfied
The blood is over but you left one sacrifice
The war is over and the ground is still on fire
All is over, and the man is now ready to die
Like the wine is made from grapes
We will be the juice of destruction
'cause we can erase in the normality
Our obscenities, poor grapes of the system
Like the wine is made from grapes
We will be the juice of destruction
'cause we can erase in the normality
Our obscenities, poor grapes of the system
The war is over and the man is satisfied
The blood is over but you left one sacrifice
The war is over and the ground is still on fire
All is over, and the man is now ready to die