Из альбома: The New Primitive
Send in the wolves
There’s nothing left to lose
Just concrete walls and ever waiting tombs
The hungry never eat
The dead never sleep
A never-ending line of passive
Pliant fucking sheep
The flock falls quickly into line
Carnal appetites fuel avarice and vice
The living live a lie
By choice and by design
The dead are laughing from their grave
Our debts will never be repaid
Open wounds
Spilling forth
Into open hearts
In sinister alliance
The leaders will all depart
Each promise ever given
Each promise ever lost
Fueling our divisions
With comedy and endless farce
The worst of the worst
Lead from behind
First they run and then they crawl
Fear is their ambition
Their body rules their mind
The weight of the past crushes all
The best of the best
Leech from the rest
Eat from the trough of lies
Yet again
We’re deceived
So quick to believe
A funeral feast for all