Paroles de Sacramentum

Execute them all. Each one has broke our trust. And each one remains unjust. Cause we've been getting fucked by the words of a chosen few. And when you face the fucking firing squad, they're locked out on you. Now is the time to pay us what is due. We have been broken into pieces, and buried alive by time. Forced into chains of suffering and losing what was once ours. And now the empire tries to expand. But beware the fucking flaws of man. We're crushing them all. Smash the relics of the old regime. And burning down their history. And we hear their leaders scream. Conform, relate, procreate, spread the hate. Conform, relate, procreate, spread the hate. But we'll lay their fucking buildings to waste.