lyrics
The eyes closed, you walk, you fall, Your choices won’t be heard,
You weren’t born to relieve all this shit, Pulled-out eyes, mud and blood
on the picture of your son,
He thinks of all the slaves, among which you’re dancing,
Now it’s time for you to believe in something that’s already lost, You’re the first to know there’ll be no glory when you’re back,
Your soul mate won’t understand eve-ry-thing, There’ll never really be someone to listen, The eyes wide open, facing our extinction, Now you know it, until your death,
Your family’s just a pile of meat.
Alone facing your nightmares with your bag full of corpses at your feet,
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released March 11, 2015
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