Letra de Weathered Man (Love at War alternate version)
I speak the words of a weathered man There's blood on the streets, that my son walks down If we suffered for this, It has to changeI speak the words of a weathered man There's blood on the streets, that my son walks down If we suffered for this, It has to changeWe sing the sorrow of the dead from our souls And hope that they found Peace, dying aloneWe sing the sorrow of the dead from our souls And hope that they found Peace, dying aloneThey gave their selves to the streets, they saved They took the challenge To keep our faithThey gave their selves to the streets, they saved They took the challenge To keep our faithI speak the words of a weathered man There's blood on the streets that my son walks down If we suffered for this, It has to change