CORRECTAR LA LETRA

Letra : ​a final prayer

I’ll die by hatred before the sword
Can you hear all of the screaming, Lord?

My heaven is on earth, with bullet shells
With fields full of hearses, I curse this hell

Do you see the limbs washed up on the shore?
Can you feel the heart of a bleeding corpse?

My heaven is on earth, with bullet shells
With fields full of hearses, I curse this hell

I'm trying, I'm still trying
I'm dying, I'm still dying
They’re crying, I'm still crying
I'm trying, I'm still trying
I'm trying, I'm still trying
I'm dying, I'm still dying
They’re crying, I'm still crying
I'm trying, I'm still trying
Up there in heaven, do you have a plan?
Because down here, I'm in evil hands