| Song | I See The Ruins |
| Artist | Warrior Soul |
| Album | Last Decade Dead Century |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| (Clarke-St Croix) | |
| I am the child of the new generation | |
| The product of total frustation | |
| Lost in the void of social soup | |
| Yesterday´s plans went away | |
| I saw ya standing there cold | |
| So i picked up on the usual topic | |
| I feel the pain of athousand wars | |
| I got no problems man | |
| I got no problems man | |
| I got no problems man | |
| I live in | |
| TV land I´m an electronic image | |
| Beamin´ out to you | |
| I see the ruins | |
| I know we are losin´ | |
| We love our weapons | |
| Blown into heaven | |
| We´re out of time | |
| We´re out of mind | |
| Completely blind to nature´s sign | |
| And we got nothing | |
| Wasted in prison | |
| A bad decision | |
| You run to nowhere | |
| You´re blown forever | |
| We stand confused | |
| On hard times | |
| Can´t break away | |
| From our crimes | |
| This is the world | |
| You have no choice | |
| Now you´re gone | |
| We play the fools | |
| We break the rules | |
| We rape the earth,a blinded purge | |
| And we got nothing | |
| Hate is a fire | |
| It does not fire | |
| You run to nowhere | |
| You´re blown forever | |
| We stand confused | |
| On hard times | |
| Can´t break away | |
| From our crimes | |
| This is the world | |
| You have no chioce | |
| Now you´re gone | |
| We stand confused | |
| On hard times | |
| Can´t break away | |
| From our crimes | |
| This is the world | |
| You have no choice | |
| Now you´re gone | |
| I see the ruins | |
| I know we´re losin´ | |
| We walk the wasteland | |
| Stripped down from | |
| God´s hand | |
| We live confused | |
| Completely used | |
| I love you | |
| Wasted |
| ClarkeSt Croix | |
| I am the child of the new generation | |
| The product of total frustation | |
| Lost in the void of social soup | |
| Yesterday s plans went away | |
| I saw ya standing there cold | |
| So i picked up on the usual topic | |
| I feel the pain of athousand wars | |
| I got no problems man | |
| I got no problems man | |
| I got no problems man | |
| I live in | |
| TV land I m an electronic image | |
| Beamin out to you | |
| I see the ruins | |
| I know we are losin | |
| We love our weapons | |
| Blown into heaven | |
| We re out of time | |
| We re out of mind | |
| Completely blind to nature s sign | |
| And we got nothing | |
| Wasted in prison | |
| A bad decision | |
| You run to nowhere | |
| You re blown forever | |
| We stand confused | |
| On hard times | |
| Can t break away | |
| From our crimes | |
| This is the world | |
| You have no choice | |
| Now you re gone | |
| We play the fools | |
| We break the rules | |
| We rape the earth, a blinded purge | |
| And we got nothing | |
| Hate is a fire | |
| It does not fire | |
| You run to nowhere | |
| You re blown forever | |
| We stand confused | |
| On hard times | |
| Can t break away | |
| From our crimes | |
| This is the world | |
| You have no chioce | |
| Now you re gone | |
| We stand confused | |
| On hard times | |
| Can t break away | |
| From our crimes | |
| This is the world | |
| You have no choice | |
| Now you re gone | |
| I see the ruins | |
| I know we re losin | |
| We walk the wasteland | |
| Stripped down from | |
| God s hand | |
| We live confused | |
| Completely used | |
| I love you | |
| Wasted |
| ClarkeSt Croix | |
| I am the child of the new generation | |
| The product of total frustation | |
| Lost in the void of social soup | |
| Yesterday s plans went away | |
| I saw ya standing there cold | |
| So i picked up on the usual topic | |
| I feel the pain of athousand wars | |
| I got no problems man | |
| I got no problems man | |
| I got no problems man | |
| I live in | |
| TV land I m an electronic image | |
| Beamin out to you | |
| I see the ruins | |
| I know we are losin | |
| We love our weapons | |
| Blown into heaven | |
| We re out of time | |
| We re out of mind | |
| Completely blind to nature s sign | |
| And we got nothing | |
| Wasted in prison | |
| A bad decision | |
| You run to nowhere | |
| You re blown forever | |
| We stand confused | |
| On hard times | |
| Can t break away | |
| From our crimes | |
| This is the world | |
| You have no choice | |
| Now you re gone | |
| We play the fools | |
| We break the rules | |
| We rape the earth, a blinded purge | |
| And we got nothing | |
| Hate is a fire | |
| It does not fire | |
| You run to nowhere | |
| You re blown forever | |
| We stand confused | |
| On hard times | |
| Can t break away | |
| From our crimes | |
| This is the world | |
| You have no chioce | |
| Now you re gone | |
| We stand confused | |
| On hard times | |
| Can t break away | |
| From our crimes | |
| This is the world | |
| You have no choice | |
| Now you re gone | |
| I see the ruins | |
| I know we re losin | |
| We walk the wasteland | |
| Stripped down from | |
| God s hand | |
| We live confused | |
| Completely used | |
| I love you | |
| Wasted |