Winds Of Plague - Pack Of Wolves lyrics

rate me

Why does it seem that I always find hatred inside of me? Why do I question hope? Why do I question will I ever find peace? It seems this world always finds its way to get the best of me. It always there to knock me down. Another test of determantion. with a bitter taste of defeat I just can’t help but look past the pure and strait to the wicked that infiltrates the earth