letra de throne of shame - nights of malice
pestilence, we’ve spread the man made plague
venomous thoughts of the sick and depraved
forever haunted by the cries of the dead
they tried to warn us, there was nothing to save
reckoning, the day of judgement has come
there’s nothing left of the cities but dust
ghosts of the frontline who’ve perished in vein
satisfying the еmpire’s bloodl-st
flames of purification in the namе of freedom. bludgeoning to the sound of the war drum
citizens bow to their s-d-stic and myopic leaders. feeding them filth and lies they can bleed for
pray for resolution that we’ll never see ’cause in their eyes, we are nothing and we all deserve to f-cking die
false prophets speak for the father
wearing death like a medal of honor
digging graves for your sons and your daughters
the blind will lead the blind to the slaughter
all shall soon witness the long awaited end of times
as they force our nations down tightropes to their demise
our father, in heaven, hallowed be thy name
your kingdom’s burning as you rest upon your throne of shame
reckoning, the day of judgement has come
there’s nothing left of the cities but dust
ghosts of the frontline who’ve perished in vein
satisfying the empire’s bloodl-st
pestilence, we’ve spread the man made plague
venomous thoughts of the sick and depraved
forever haunted by the cries of the dead
they tried to warn us, there was nothing to save
death, the ravenous merchant, hath no hope or care
grinning as the apocalypse draws near
when this bleeding world breathes it’s final breath
you’ll see, even death, himself will shed a tear
false prophets speak for the father
wearing death like a medal of honor
digging graves for your sons and your daughters
the blind will lead the blind to the slaughter
all shall soon witness the long awaited end of times
as they force our nations down tightropes to their demise
our father, in heaven, hallowed be thy name
your kingdom’s burning as you rest upon your throne of shame
flames of purification in the name of freedom, bludgeoning to the sound of the war drum
citizens bow to their s-d-stic and myopic leaders. feeding them filth and lies they can bleed for
pray for resolution that we’ll never see ’cause in their eyes, we are nothing and we all deserve to f-cking die
death, the ravenous merchant, hath no hope or care
grinning as the apocalypse draws near
when this bleeding world breathes it’s final breath
you’ll see, even death, himself will shed a tear
letras aleatórias
- letra de the final hurrah - phish
- letra de round here - lee kernaghan
- letra de nuit - blackawt
- letra de trap phone - ice burz
- letra de 30/02 - tjss
- letra de мишура (tinsel) - дайте танк (!) [daite tank (!)]
- letra de high - bernaschico7
- letra de roasting skeppy (disstrack) - a6d
- letra de cum & go - killa-stryder
- letra de energy - drama b & levr