Sunsets on rotting streets. The night grows cold The stars scream of numbing pain at the hangman's arrival And one by one we are fed to the end One by one we are led to die
Dragged through the dirt only to meet with destruction His fragile hands, tools of endless pestilence No man will stand to question others fate No sign of culmination. An endless fucking reign.
Left with no explanation Only the stench of haunting filth Corpses pile into the void The gallows grow forever strong
City streets are left decayed in nothingness A tribute to the cowardice of man Not a shred of flesh will be left untouched A land abandoned. He takes it all.
As we all swing away on the hangman's nooseTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
