Woorden: Wumpscut. Dried Blood Of Gomorrha. Turns off Pain [Recommended Version].

Howling voices through the night
Taunt is their only emotion
Sneering at a starving child

A frozen landscape killed all kind of man
Tremendous laughters in the cold
Steel and meat grow out the earth
The signs to follow
Are the signs to recognize
Do I wanna live here
Can you imagine what it's like
Do I wanna stay alive
Sometimes I ask for meaning

A broken goddess inattentive
Our fortess struggles in suffocation
Fowling lean betrayed by youth
Sanguanaried by the mob it scents the blood
Oppres the slaves they're pagans still
The swamp seems deep traitors everywhere
The golem we trust the golem of lust

In rags we stand before the golem

Do you think it does really
That's for you lover it turns off pain
When it drives you insane

A broken goddess inattentive
Our fortess struggles in suffocation
Fowling lean betrayed by youth
Sanguanaried by the mob it scents the blood
The swamp seems deep traitors everywhere
In rags we stand before the golem
Oppres the slaves they're pagans still
The golem we trust the golem of lust
I don't believe the words I hear
The words you speak
And I won't believe
Is it as real as you feel it againTo rule this world to rule is to lie
That's for you lover it turns off pain