DESCRIPTION:
Album- White Label
Track- 4
Lyrics-
Fumes - rising - evil - carnage
They're all, all dead, they're all, all dead
Political dealings the future belongs to
This is where they die
Effigy of wasted lives
Countless humans - segregated slaughter
Political dealings
One mans idea
President has spoke
You are in debt to him
Like ancient prophecies
Millennium belongs to him
This world it stinks of sin, of sin
Dot on the map these fiends don't matter
Soldiers see reality
Pres is safe just pressing buttons
This world is drenched in bloody sin
Severed throats sing choking evil hymns
Fulfilling prophecies
Countless demonic priests
Your fucking lost without it
Controlled and taught to like it
Synthetic freedom If played by the game
And when its personal their rage overthrows
Dictators - that cant be fought
An empire - that's built up, on hurt
One man speaks to world
World laps bullshit up
Poison part of the earth
You fight- I'll get your back
You didn't, you didn't back shit
One man speaks to world
World laps bullshit up
Reactions were expected
Reactions disrespected
Gutting - I'll rip your fucking flesh to none
Some king - your just a fucking gutless cunt
Gut him - start with his feet first to be cut
Obscene - I'll rip your fucking bastard heart
Respected - yet hollow words is all you are
Creating - and letting go of what you start
Returning - into our world to fuck us up
Its your thing - yet understand its us who'll scar
One man speaks to world
World laps bullshit up
Reactions were expected
Reactions disrespected
One man chats his shit
The people lap it up
Reactions disrespected
Civilians left fucked.