In the year 2025 Only the rich can afford to be alive The corpse of a great usurper through disguise Fall in through the smoke just waiting their time You can all lick it we can suck bones Feel free to stone, all hope is gone
GO!
*distorted vocal part* - "I support this in death"
The rich built the stockades from their ear Dreams of the wake from dying stare The future is now there is no relief The unfortunate suffocate on their own grief Dying, beating, bleeding and more Humanity is an open sore
Cradle warming death till dawn Close behind the insects hum Only with a million eyes Always following your own advice
Watch me now I'm walking through these liquid realms of hate Swim with me on to the moon and watch them decimate cradled in the arms of death for all eternity Through these fields release your soul Incenerators warm bodies through the night All tresspassers will be shot on sight Self mutilation is such a scream Is this really thee american dream Assassinate the president take control The nation has come a new counter of soul
Cradle warming death till dawn Close behind the insects hum Only with a million eyes Always following your own adviceTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
