Texty piesní Corrosion of Conformity

Corrosion of Conformity

Tell Me

Not so long ago.

The children laughed and played.

Now they're just charred corpses

Annihilated they play no more.

When everything is contaminated

Tell me what is gained.

Tell me who has won when nothing remains?

Burned limless victims of power's abuses

The poison countryside is the result

of a short fuse.