Songtext von Progeny

Mankind inventing new levels of pain Reinventing war for new benefits Centuries of history leading to the end These filthy ways chosen by these filthy men (they're) proclaiming new gods again (they're) acclaiming the weakness again Again we shall stand So close to the end Again we shall be The last progeny of victory Let my will assault their souls Terrify their hearts and burn their minds We defy all the rules of men We are here once more to stand Let my will attack their souls No resistance among the preys They got the gift of lamentation They claim again for extermination No reliable race, disgusting race The man becomes a simple chase The cult of fear, the cult of pain A wasted progeny that rises again Mankind inventing new levels of pain Reinventing war for new benefits Centuries of history leading to the end These filthy ways chosen by these filthy men (they're) proclaiming new gods again (they're) acclaiming the weakness again Again we shall stand So close to the end Again we shall be The last progeny of victory