The Cowardly Few şarkı sözleri

Out on the streets their there, The bustling crowds hinder their way And without fear they press on and on. So in our sheltered homes we wait patiently, 'Til the cowering few Breath their final breath And so the plague it spreads, Selecting prey randomly Our so it would seem. So the bodies they mound, and the people feed on the lies, Feed by the cowering few.