7.62 lyrics

"Escaping reality as we shatter down in pieces
Oh and the way we struggle for the throne must come to an end
As those who are under it's spell"

This heritage of life itself, it will not come for free
And all this time we wonder how, just how can we make them the same
The same old tale just passed us by, this tale "that is not real"
In form of slugs it truly speaks...
And this is how I feel

Like 7.62 – I'm loading myself... with 7.62

Please try to hide all your real intentions and all those wasted ideas
The dead shall march on and on this portrait of our dreams
The same old man just passed us by, they say "this cannot be real"
In form of slugs they truly speak... and this is how they feel

Like 7.62 – I'm loading myself... with 7.62

Oh how I feel, remains of a mankind so scarred and their losing ideas...