Zendik - Great God Greed Тексты

I see the Great God Greed
crouching over the city, regurgitating...
And it's vomit fills the gutterous street canals
it is corruption's rising tides
rising tides of poison pestilence
oozing up the hillsides-

I see the Great God Greed emptying itself
Convulsively doubled and writhing
Spewing it's vile villainous bile
over the City...
The City of the Angels
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