Prayers fall into the void of nothingness Vain ambitions born of enslavement's charm
Reverberate in the corridors of dead silence Laments of the deceived, songs of trust profound Come all ye faithful, come forth and praise Pay worship to modern idols deaf to all prayers Human vermin leaves the caverns deep below An irrelevant mass is smashed under the iron boot of fate
The tissue once so vivid, now dead by its own request Awaits the hecatomb in climactic trance
About time to feed the vultures Watch them circle In the horizon
Speaking in tongues of organized lie With spines long broken, they bend under the daily whip Laughing stock, a burning stake Laughing stock, a burning stake
The tissue once so vivid, now dead by its own request Awaits the hecatomb in climactic trance
About time to feed the vultures Watch them circle In the horizon
Laughing stock, a burning stake Laughing stock, a burning stakeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
