译文: 被遗忘的叛军. 冲突.
Over so called holy land so many have to bleed But they won't blame god or each other They'll blame American greed After all who sold them the guns As
Where the foundations of conscience collapse Dream your life is just a dream Leave the sun to the damned blinds The darkened God is bleeding... In his blood lies your forgotten
to hereafter Mortals in their prime With their desperate hands in the air Daunting complex and burning Rhythmic as change Constant as time Conflicts
40 bottles on the curb and my man got the bag of herb Another brother tried to get ill And try to take me out on my block, he forgot I was hard to kill
lane like a hustla never hate a motherfucker Tolerate a motherfucker to a certain extent When it's on, it's over don't get no chance to get popping Forgotten
's gonna go 'Til we're all throwin' bombs, screamin', "On with the show!" In a punishing world Incredibly punishing world Vortex of defensiveness in which I quip Escaping conflicted, the conflict
dark goes to sleep The forgotten of society rot That's when grown man weep That's when ignoring it stops That's how we seperate like water and oil The inner conflict
running trying to function fine with out my mind climbing out this fucking corner I was born a thorn away from the rotten petals A forgotten rebel
The devours of souls. - An abandoned priest The savior beckons for him to rise - An abandoned angel An encounter with the fallen one - The final conflict
lose is our the question Your life could be taken as quick as a suggestion Killing is deep, well lavishly orchestrated, I hate it Stated, that I'm never be forgotten
What can heal can also tear you up inside Writing down your own anthem You don't like the older one I would stand at attention for less than minimum Wage your own forgotten
tear you up inside Writing down your own anthem You don't like the older one I would stand at attention for less than minimum Wage your own forgotten
give this shit up we're meant to be friends but we now we can't. can't let our guard down for too long we value our friendship so highly but too easily forgotten
now let's prove them right. If we're to stand the slightest chance, we must unite and fight, We must never give up, make sure our message ain't forgotten
tested, But no way for we still stand divided. More and more we're turning against our own, How come? How have we forgot? That this is the one thing
Valiant in the midst of conflict In memoriam honours distinctive At half-mast the colours are raised The tragic waste of life once gave Immortalised
enemies, please, thats messy No one wants a conflict, but were hundreds strong and we wont -- Be stopped till Fuck I dont know, Fuck i forgot But this
