Red Hills - Dead Man's Chest

Living the life without any values.

Words empty with meanings

Safe home destroyed

Places where the things aren’t black and white anymore

Protected by fraud you feel secure.

The hills are red

And nobody cares.

Red Hills are shining in blood.

Who cares?

My hands are made for war

Fingers and teeth for battle

Bright eyes of the demons

In the dark, in the dark

Turned into evil you once tried to fight

Expecting war that man created, against the others

Build on bruises

Ledges to the sky

Behind the enemy lines I lie

Forced to fight against these crimes

Wash your hands in blood of the wicked

Bright eyes of the demons

In the dark

I will cast war in hearts of those who disbelieve

I remain on the warpath to my own paradise

Forced to live in eternal torment

Cast the first stone, cast the first stone

Bright eyes of the demons

In the dark

Wash your hands in blood of the wicked

You’ve got the courage and you’ve got the strength

You’ve got the courage and you’ve got the strength

Overcome all the evil from the man

Standing as a shadow behind in the back

Red Hills, dead bodies everywhere

Nobody hear the cries of the innocent

Stab me in my throat and ask again

Why I bleed

Why I bleed

Why I bleed.

Bright eyes of the demons

In the dark

Wash your hands in blood of the wicked