A King's Worthy Mustache - Seven Тексты

We dont care - for the weak
Or for the lowest - of the low

We only consume - We only feast
We adore our Tv-screens
We ve trampled the goddamn weak
We have thrown them to the dogs
Your cries fall on deaf ears
Mercy is not known to us

Vengeance twisted our minds
Beneath our flesh pure hate
and animosity
hearts have become cold and blue

evolutions worst disaster
we rape our fathers lands
the opposite of slavation
we are the devouring swarm

we discovered the seven sins
we discovered the seven sins
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