Bitterfruit(the Seed) - текст песни
Bitterfruit(the Seed)
Today the future was decided by rich, arrogant fools Dogs of war-who've condemned us to death with fevered dreams of consumption A fertile ground to plant the seed -apocalypse disguised as the rain forests die and the oceans expire the fruit that we bear is diseased and defiled offered up to the poor it's consumed by the child who inherits a future
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