Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song They, artist - Nocturnal Depression. Album song Deathcade, in the genre Date of issue: 09.03.2017
Record label: Nocturnal Depression
Song language: English
They |
| They offer us the blades |
| That tear with pleasure our flesh |
| And every strife carves |
| Their influence on our minds |
| We live with this suffering |
| A fall into depression |
| The self-mutilation pushes us |
| Towards the meaning of our beings |
| They decrease us all the time until we reach the state of shit |
| And every word molest our faces into wounds |
| We take all verbal injuries and keep them inside |
| The inner rottenness feed the ulcer, bleeding fear |
| They die, one after one |
| Cause this is all they deserve |
| And the smell of powder mixed to their blood |
| Is intoxicating |
| We bear the guns and load the bullets |
| Blasting their heads |
| We’re children of Despair |
| And priest of negation |
| We are them |
| We offer your blades and break your minds |
| We load your guns and press the relaxation |
| We are them and command your death |