Guilty Claims-Disarmonia Mundi

and I'm still here in front of this skyline waiting for a change and since half a century I'm here too long years in heaven to agree with this hell can a past mistake cancel... earth divided, civil war red flashlights of gore exiled losers, worse than dying ...bring them to the dark side of the sky... closed out of light beyond the shadows a black-white line divides the booty of war growing in this side it could be so real to believe that our native ground is so void months are days in this set never seen again mother earth a patient old man, not warrior only while young men ask their hero to tell them again that story lonely the voice of awareness softly screams his guilty claims he was the reason, now he's the pain present life in a skyline I see it is a black-white line I have grown in heaven I'll soon leave the world last time, last fly but dying here will free my hopes my sons will pass the black-white line