We the rain of blood that comes with bombs We need the pain of life that comes with us Fight fiore with fire and everything will burn Burn baby burn Comes share our dream, It's not our fault We're just machines, designed to make a genocide
We the rain of blood that comes with bombs We need the pain of life that comes with us Fight fiore with fire and everything will burn Burn baby burn Comes share our dream, It's not our fault We're just machines, designed to make a genocide