Testo di Fault Of Filth

A fallen species to be Drag them down to the depths of hell What have they, but weakness Spelled out in the spines of filth Forever they will breathe Air not intended for them alone Emotion is their weakness What they call freedom What they call their own Undeserved power Emotion is the weakness of the humankind They treat their surroundings As if it was created for them Blinded by love, By intuition Eaten by guilt, By sadness Stricken with happiness, Pleasure Plagued by inhibition, By conscience Eternal darkness follows them Mortality Abandoned consciousness Forever in a dreamless sleep Afraid there is nothing more They think they're immortal