Letra de Dyptich
And some of us are bleeding children And some of us are bleeding children And some of us are bleeding children And some of us are bleeding children And some of us are bleeding children And some of us are bleeding children And some of us are bleeding children And some of us are bleeding children And some of us are bleeding childrenSmall stories of little fools are delusions of grandeur Spade and dirt and heart-shaped flowers are but smirch and rule Pierced by thorns and bleeding and to be pigeon-holed is poisonous The juvenile's dream is wayward, the reflex comes mumbling And some of us are bleeding children And some of us are bleeding children And some of us are bleeding childrenAnd so the world will fall Ours is a just cause