Xenophobe visionary,
Spare me from your missionary speech.
Nothing but hate for your kind.
Your life spent on converting the flock.
Why should I have tolerance
When this word means...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Beneath the Massacre
We death the burn
The tenderness the rats tree
Invictus they the book hard graveyard box
Prelude the fading the shaped box
Chactus wine the shape yard the sky
Alligatus the wheel p...Read Full Lyrics
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Can you feel the anguish, the anguish taking over?
Thrown into this world with no essence
We are what we asked for;
Rapists and architects of decay and destruction
We claim our in...Read Full Lyrics
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It's the tragic story of a crawling humanity imprisoned
By it's culture. A
Culture of faith, a culture of pain and hate of the
Other for religious reasons.
We based our lives on th...Read Full Lyrics
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Oh, and this is also life. Worshiping imperfection and no
One ever answers.
Young innocent, only a child, your first born taken from
You.
Oh, and this is also life; followed the co...Read Full Lyrics
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A manipulated opinion
Meticulously directing reactions towards a patsy
An easy prey to the vultures
What shall be the sacrifices?
A manipulated opinion
A stretch of the ...Read Full Lyrics
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[Refrain]
The brighter they shine, the darker their shadow
In which wealth is created
Industrious efforts conceal, protect returns on investment
Aiming at perpetual growt...Read Full Lyrics
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Sitting in the dark, hearing voices. Voice of reason?
Voices you know. Voice
Of truth? Waging a war at your demons. War at your impure
Thoughts.
All your demons outnumbered by voic...Read Full Lyrics
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And your hope will lead you nowhere. Cause your hope is
An act of faith.
A faith in a fairy tale. A faith that serves them well.
Primitive,
Living under the fear of the unholy and...Read Full Lyrics
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Wretched
Fatally wounded
Save me from myself
A tormented mind that nothing can appease
A stain on our conscience
A tormented mind now running on empty
A stain on our conscience
A ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Beneath the Massacre