Текст (слова) песни: Dropdead - BitterFruit(the Seed)
Today the future was decided by rich, arrogant fools Dogs of war-who`ve condemned us to death with fevered dreams of consumption A fertile ground to plant the seed -apocalypse disguised as the rain forests die and the oceans expire the fruit that we bear is diseased and defiled offered up to the poor it`s consumed by the child who inherits a future that fools have decided
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