Текст песни Dirty - Fyrce Muons

Crusades and apologies
I haven't seen the end of them
I've slain your analogies
In tempest rise, every word you say

You seem an anomaly
Of hoary actions, with bitter nails
Calling from a righteous world
A devil's anger will spell disaster

All are ready for bitter times in fallen days
Children cry for mothers gone away to living in the haze
We are ready

Crusades and apologies
I've lived the same as the piled wreckage
Support in its' infamy
A scattered nuance of daydream instance

Believe in the ecstacy
I haven't seen any minds like these
To sail in a ship of sand
To follow anger, it's like disease

All are ready for bitter times in fallen days
Children cry for mothers gone away to living in the haze
We are ready