Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Reprobate, artist - Coldworker. Album song The Doomsayer's Call, in the genre
Date of issue: 12.03.2012
Record label: Listenable
Song language: English
The Reprobate |
Take it in, this spiteful brew |
Sharp with rancor’s spit |
Formed, flawed, enticing wit |
And words, sharp with avarice |
Stoked, awed, his minions march |
Drinking hard his bitter wares |
Drunk they vomit up and chant |
Dogma-soaked intransigence |
The effigies afire |
The saviour approaches the stage |
Hungry masses gather round |
They shift at every word |
The wolf surveys, and sheep surround |
Godlike presence calms |
Oratory skills unmatched |
Suppressed forked tongue |
With bated breath, the world is in his grasp |
Fuming crowds, stampede forth |
Usher in a primal age |
Architects of apathy, |
Feed and fuel their disciples unswayed |
Reprobated anthems |
Reprobated laws |
Spew the sadist doctrine |
Smiling as his plan unfolds |
Spinning untruths |
Salting open wounds |
Recall the last time |
We let this disease run amok? |
Invoking artifice |
Diatribes unwind |
With fire in his eyes |
His clenched fist hammers home each lie |
The casualty is truth in this design |
To tap into the weaknesses of men |
Veracity dissolving through his hands |
Replaced by toxic theories unrefined |
Fuming crowds, stampede forth |
Usher in a primal age |
Architects of apathy |
Feed and fuel their disciples unswayed |
Reprobated anthems |
Reprobated laws |
Spew the sadist doctrine |
Smiling as his plan unfolds |
Spinning untruths |
Salting open wounds |
Recall the last time |
We let this disease run amok? |