Paroles de Cremation

Traitors, liars, up there who pulls the wires For the sake of the gain They pull the trigger again Black suit with a briefcase Don't hide the Evil's face Will we ever find somebody? Our graves are stuffed with money... in the Hell! Corrupt lawyer-Tycoon slaughter But the end is near and the pushing gets higher You're the corpse and we are the fire Marching through a conquered nation Humans feed the holy cremation Bow down to the flag of the murder Our hate will release the burner Preaching in the name of the saviour With the weapon of the god's favour The end is near and the pushing gets higher You're the corpse and we are the fire Who will find the way? The way out from this hell Who will find the way? Profit? What a sell? Tear down the walls of the dead! Tear it down, don't bow your head!