Curse Of Dawn No Rest For The Wicked
Verse I
They have, been wronged
Their honour, was once
Their hearts and their souls
Now bare this burden
Their race, was denied,
Condemned as they died
Left with no future,
Oppression, hangs over them
Chorus
Blood you lust for as you try
See we end up six feet under
You can dream all you like
No rest for the wicked
These thoughts now in your mind
This night will bring terror
One thing is for sure
No rest for the wicked
Verse II
We march, to hell
To free ourselves
No one, can say
We fear, today
We march, to hell
To free , ourselves
For life in death
We take, our last breath
