Agnostic Front

Pain in my brain
And dust in my soul
A desert this place
And sunlight is black
I hold a gun and smell of my blood

I shoot to kill
To taste your flesh
Bodies and tears
Under the bombs
Hell of blood and naked bones

I don't know where I am
Maybe I'm mad
I've lost my mind
I killaround
Maybe is war
Agnostic front

No way out to escape from
Someway I'm in the front
Some how I live in my dreams
I slide in my nightmares screams

I shoot to kill
To loose my soul
But I'm still a warrior
In an agnostic front

No matter - How many dies
I wanna stop - Taking these lives
I pray - For peace - No war anymore
But peace is - An undeclared war
Agnostic...Agnostic...Agnostic...Front