Requiem 歌词

We the men of the abandoned few Have found our solace Drunk on seduction of the dying whore Our lust and desire is not a crisis We made it easy to use and discard What will be made of us when our bones turn to dust? No one can control us, design me These shackles are broken We will still remain We wear our scars for all to see The sufferance we endure The slings and arrows will leave their mark Break free from your chains Wear your scars with pride Show them all you’re not afraid Your requiem No one can control us, design me The shackles are broken We will still remain Still remain