Lieder die Soldaten Morgen

Its 2019 a totalitarian odyssey Cold winds Death pulse Dancing and eating with penguins and tortured humans screaming in the abyss of death Every year they travel to the coast with the intention of dancing and then die All over the world theres more than meets the eye Land and sea to share Red yellow black and white Theres darkness and theres light Sad stories are told but its good to be alive