Слова:
Machine Head Through The Ashes Of Empires

Yaa I understand your every, fear Your every pain your every, tear With every struggle you conquer Turn heart to steel And will to iron You want more

Oh, thou have fathered Son and daughter Doth beget, yet raised not bother Paralyzed your children lives Withered vines of family ties Self destruction

Hear me now Bearing down upon a path we choose Chosen from the start living different rules Existence something that cherish true Will not succumb to

Yes I'll, wipe away the tears Don't give in Don't give up Don't give in Don't give up Fuck, fresher through inside Follow you around Fuck, fresher through

With the fight we must roll Strength will follow Tooth and nail for the ground that we hold Failures from the start but we still grow Heads held high

golden light Across a blackened sky All our hate is a product of a world we created The shades of night descend The shades of night descend Ashen clouds

: I understand your every fear Your every pain your every tear With every struggle you conquer Turn heart to steel And will to iron You want more? You

With the fight, we must roll Strength will follow Tooth and nail for the ground that we hold Failures from the start but we still grow Heads held high

seep And bleed the sky Descend the shades of night Death shines her golden light Across a blackened sky All our hate is a product of a world... We created Ashen