See them despise all their vacant graves A crusade of the sickest To preserve the weakest Already dead in so many ways A spit in the face of the human race Embalmed yet they should burn Now it´s our turn To end the survival too frail
Life´s no longer a virtue Give it your farewell blessing Stop feeding the rot inside you A denial so sickening Forever devoid of purpose How come you´re not giving in A futile heartbeat – the first deadly sin
Abandon all hope Soil becomes all the weak It´s time to seal your fate When in a casket, one feels stronger You´ll carry no longer A burden of the heaviest weight
See them despise all their vacant graves A crusade of the sickest To preserve the weakest Already dead in so many ways A spit in the face of the human race Embalmed yet they should burn Now it´s their turn To vanish without a traceTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
