Kreator - Impossible Brutality Lyrics
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Impossible Brutality
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What Are The Lyrics For Impossible Brutality By Kreator?
All I see is terror
All I see is pain All I see is mothers dragging Children to their graves A curse as old as time an Armageddon misery Spectators of a World in ruins Hypnotized I'm staring at Impossible brutality Impossible brutality Impossible brutality Impossible brutality Is all there was is all there'll ever be All I see is violence All I see is hate All I see is tyrants dragging servants on a chain A curse as old as time an Armageddon misery Spectators of a World in ruins Paralyzed I'm staring at Impossible brutality Impossible brutality Impossible brutality Impossible brutality Is all there was is all there'll ever be How much more can you take Propaganda mind control From the cradle to the grave Poisoned fruits to kill the soul The weak following the blind Fearful hearted empty eyed In this mortal plane of slaves Life's oppressors can not be destroyed All I see is terror All I see is pain All I see is mothers dragging Children to their graves A curse as old as time an Armageddon misery Spectators of a world in ruins Hypnotized I'm staring at Impossible brutality Impossible brutality Impossible brutality Impossible brutality Is all there was is all there'll ever be And as your world collapses I'll watch it die in silence I wish this day would come now Await it's dawning without fear |
Who Wrote Impossible Brutality By Kreator?
Miland Petrozza
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What's The Duration Of The Impossible Brutality By Kreator?The duration of Impossible Brutality is 4:30 minutes and seconds. |
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