Sell your morals to the infidel For they will hang you by the feet The definition of a cowards throne *s lived by the recreant kings Fertilization with the body of men The antagonists start their feast Widows weep their silent tears But those kings still sneak through the ports of the disfigured
Desert and crawl into the lair Where enemy forces nourish your despair A warm welcome soon turns into apprehension An awareness of failure decimates
Sell your morals to the infidel As you wither into nothingness Towards the beast, towards the end Where you won't find the key to reconciliation Embrace the beast, embrace the end
Sell your morals to the infidel To access the path of true liberty. Freedom of speech turns into force-fed silence *Towards the beast, towards the end* Where you won't find the key to reconciliation Embrace the beast, embrace the end
Pigs
Your deflating realm Based on misleading, corruption and the absence of heroism Impair those walls of false commitments
Shatter the face of this dishonest state As defenders of allegiance We swore to massacre the whores Deceptive filth we put to death
Without boundaries of our everlasting persistence
Sell your morals to the infidel Sell your pride and believes to the heathen and adversary Pile those bodies, collect the dead Murder, slay, exterminate your bloodline
Sell your morals to the infidel For they will hang you by the feet The definition of a cowards throne Is lived by the recreant kings
Fertilization with the body of men
Wither and crawl into the lair (into the lair) Where enemy forces nourish your despair A warm welcome soon turns into apprehension When awareness of failure decimates
Sell your morals to the infidel Towards the beast, towards the end Where you won't find the key to reconciliation Embrace the beast, embrace the end
Sell your morals to the infidel As you wither into nothingness Freedom of speech turns into force-fed silence Towards the beast, towards the end Where you won't find the key to reconciliation Embrace the beast, embrace the end
We swore to massacre the whores No price too high, no titan too strong We may lose life but never in vain!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
