Vulture And The Traitor

(альбом: Back To The Front - 2014)

The infinite past forlorn
Set it straight
Can't get any closer
You deal with the hate
Cold blood
Short leash
Just keep the backseaters off and away
Where is all that dignity
Again and again
They fail
They lie
They must set sail before they can fly

All for the penance
Punish the traitor
Devour the infidels pain
Loss of hope
Throw him off the throne
Embrace the steel
All is truly blown

You're not in the game
I'm in
You're out
Awake to the nightmare that what's it about
Surprise
You're free
All for the war on peace
Taught me all I need to know
Follow you're own long face, teeth grit
Let go and make you're way to the pit

All for the penance
Punish the traitor
Devour the infidels pain
Loss of hope
Throw him off the throne
Embrace the steel
All is truly blown

Vulture of man
No reason to live
Patience eventually gone
Enemy finally won
Into the hole
Tormenting hell
Loss of the soul
Down as he fell

You were once so pure
Never see tomorrow
The founder of true guilt and doom
Never forget that nothing is real

The infidel flesh
Forlorn
Center stage
All for the truth of reverence
Cut throat
Down go, this calls for smashing of skulls
And for violent revelling
'Til there is none
Alone
Cold blood
Bring forth the slaves to be sacrificed

All for the penance
Punish the traitor
Declaring war on peace
Now you're completely insane