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• Artiste: Signs of the Swarm
• Titre: Sarkazein
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Watch me start a war Deranged bloodlust I await for them all to turn to rust Golden demons Statues etched in scars My golden gods Watch me start a war Deranged bloodlust I await for them all to turn to rust Golden demons Statues etched in scars My golden gods left them torn apart Left them torn apart Ravenous hunger for control Swallowing their children whole Inside the belly of the beast And now they're clawing at the seams Devour its young With a poisoned silver tongue Inside the belly of the beast And now they're clawing at the seams Bones in teeth Swimming beneath The bile of their everlasting greed Primal violence of glowing bodies In the teeth of death Closer to the edge Tasting only a serpent's breath Hail, praise your lord As you taste the blade of their sword All hounds howl the same To tame a bitch is to know its name Tasting a serpent's fang Knowing the poison is just part of the game Obsolete Take the king Taste defeat Hell's frozen over Bodies drop At my feet Obsolete Fucking obsolete Ravenous hunger for control Swallowing their children whole Inside the belly of the beast And now they're clawing at the seams And now they're clawing at the seams Devour its young With a poisoned silver tongue Inside the belly of the beast And now they're clawing at the seams Bones in teeth Swimming beneath The bile of their everlasting greed Primal violence of glowing bodies All hounds howl the same To tame a bitch is to know its name Tasting a serpent's fang Knowing the poison is just part of the game All hounds howl the same To tame a bitch is to know its name Tasting a serpent's fang Knowing the poison is just part of the game Game over Serpents, monsters And the criminal imposters Golden demons, golden gods Their kingdoms crumble into rust Amongst the heathens Among us golden demons Decaying The world will go on without you Buried Forever inside of your self-made Tomb