Our pure souls have been lost in the depths of despair…
Our pure souls have been lost in the depths of despair…
Everything is part of their game
They are pulling our eyes away
Do you understand? Oh my god, they’re raping us
A new decadence is coming
We can’t be hanged
Without any air to breathe
We just can’t collapse, blaming
And we can’t outburst in this corrupted world
Take my hand and let’s walk towards our last move
And let’s end this fiction without fear
There will be no god to stop our anguish
Take my hand and let’s end our suicide mission
We can’t be hanged
Without any air to breathe
We just can’t collapse, blaming
And we can’t outburst in this corrupted world
We feel the fear as animals in a slaughterhouse
We feel the fear as animals in a slaughterhouse
We feel the fear as animals in a slaughterhouse
We won’t die that way
Me and you against this world
The great cold is left outside, it won't get up
We walk towards evil in silence
Don’t judge us
Better dead than being like you
Take my hand and let’s walk towards our last move
And let’s end this fiction without fear
There will be no god to stop our anguish
Take my hand and let’s end our suicide mission
Take my hand and let’s walk towards our last move
And let’s end this fiction without fear
There will be no god to stop our anguish
Take my hand and let’s end our suicide mission
credits
from PostMortem | Veritas,
released September 15, 2015
Guest vocals by CJ of Thy Art Is Murder