Welcome the serpent tongues, those wanton fools Unfurling their sickness via immoral tools Infest, infect, invade our privacy VIOLATE - the abscess ready to burst
They throng in crowd to purge Until blood begins to surge Wolves among wolves
Bow down on leeches, kneel before the kings Sons of perdition claim their pestilent wings Confined in corruption, unified we stand BLOODBATH - ashes of our kingdom drown in sand
We throng in crowd to purge And the blood remains to surge
We are an obsolete creation - evolve or retreat Welcome to the hell of your very own - (on demand) we're wolves among wolves
"So that is what hell is. I would never have believed it. You remember: the fire and brimstone, the torture. Ah! the farce. There is no need for torture: hell is other people." ["No Exit" by Jean-Paul Sartre]
You betray the ones who stand right next to you And slit the throats (that are) devouring all your truths And when the judgement day is close at hand ANNIHILATE - your throne is on the list of demand
We throng in crowd to purge As the lies won't cease to merge
We are an obsolete creation - evolve or retreat Welcome to the hell of your very own - (on demand) we're wolves among wolvesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
