Spare me twilight, The smell of rot is for moments forgotten…
Raze them
They are the meat and shit Of their self created beasts
A shameful commendment to a façade To a kingdom of greed and hypocrisy Building the walls that entomb them still they wish not to die In religious procession their masses are led Time and again to fall Time and again to fall
Putrid - the seed of the patriarch Towering - the mountain of plights Rotten the womb that cradles their hollows As it vomits its spawn into the light
Raze them
They are the meat and shit Of their self created beasts
The smell of rot is for moments forgotten…Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
