Paroles de Decrepit Theocracy

Desultory carnage, religious bloodbath A mirror where only rottennes rests. Freedom was disrupted by fear, Innocence became a poison, A sentence of death. My wails will never be heard! Our wails will never be heard! As the crows consumes the rests, A despot is leafing, Building with a bible our slaughterhouse, The slaughterhouse! Sanity is obsolete, we are ready to putrefy. Disease is within us, darkening our hatred. Corruption! corrosion! Illusion...and death! ...building with a bible our slaughterhouse ...my wails will never be heard! ...my wails will... never! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! Never... will be heard! As hospice's walls rises, Despotic gods severs our hands down. Blindness will exhort us to devout, We're fated to extinction! Religious bloodbath! As the crows consumes the rests, A despot is leafing, Building with a bible our slaughterhouse.