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Ulcerate - The Destroyers Of All şarkı sözleri

Sanatçı: Ulcerate

albüm: The Destroyers Of All


They fall from spoiled skies
Strangled of grace
And know only to mask
Their vile faces
They know not the figure
Staring back at them
Not their beginning nor end
They surrender in blissful fate
Fate
The undying pariah
To which the cowards shun
And beg remission
Cold-blooded and callous
It does not grieve
It does not grieve
It does not grieve
It will never grieve
So detached, the destroyers
Wide eyed in rapture and unfulfilled
In ignorance they remain
Until their ruin
Bring me the comfort of cold inertia
Bring me the graves
Poised for our leaden demise
Our extinction
Seeded in blind avarice
Come dawn, no light will be
Thrown on them
This vermin
These ingrates
Us of the earth
The destroyers
Us of the earth
The destroyers of all.

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