اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Breathe deep
Last gasps of the peasant
Suffocating on sulfurs of Hell
Master the weapon of suffering
Another soul cast to the well
Baroness, building your fortress
Inhale the poison you spread
Sacrificial lambs to the slaughter
Kill for the scraps, drone till you’re dead
March into oblivion
(We’re already dead)
Numbers burnt into our skin
Breaking the broken
(Forgone prophecy)
Let the end begin
How much can you fucking take
Scars of discourse
Beaten backs will fucking break
Scars of discourse
Feeding frenzy of violent destruction
Gnashing teeth turn days to dust
Soured sheep of moral corruption
You suffer for them
You die with us
Die with us
A seat at the table of fools
Betrayed by the God whom you trust
The dagger that cuts in plain sight
You suffer for them
You die with us
How much can you fucking take
Scars of discourse
Beaten backs will fucking break
Scars of discourse
Oppression to profit
We are all just cogs in a wheel
Drenched in blood
Devouring hope
We’re all guilty
Another human sacrifice
How much can you fucking take
Beaten backs will fucking break
Scars of discourse
Will did indeed
