Dropdead BitterFruit(the Seed) текст песни, слова песни BitterFruit(the Seed) Dropdead
Dropdead - BitterFruit(the Seed)
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
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