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• Artiste: Sins Of A Bullet
• Titre: Repulsive
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In a time where nothing is sacred Where trust is known among none Betrayal blasphemy whats become Of this world of ours You can taste the bitterness in the air Forever damned when we were born here Trapped on a globe of lost souls A treacherous nightmare envelopes us all So cold are the nights in this barren wasteland A chill to the bone If i may sleep will i ever wake To see the light of day again Or will I will I forever slumber As the world decays around my corpse Gaze into the burning skies and realize What we have created Corrupted repulsive scum of the earth What a shame a waste of flesh Rotten and rank here lies our humanity Ive seen enough of this sadistic aberration Consuming this world I will bring an end To this sickness This pandemic that has defiled us all Our fate was foretold by the blood in our soil Our forefathers regurgitate as they Watch from above Extinction is the only way out