paroles de chanson Blight - Subscale

This day and age we're facing fearful odds
Through the ashes of fathers and temples of gods
We're digging graves for our unborn ones the time has come to draw the fucking line

They are not prophets they're just spreading lies
Lies from their mouths every word aimed to blind
Patronize simple minds bring to naught and suppress every thought

With every second we're enticing our decline
We have vanished in the shadows of our pride
In the end we are leaving everything behind
For out of the ground we were taken and for the dust we are

For the dust we are

With every second we're enticing our decline
We have vanished in the shadows of our pride
In the end we are leaving everything behind
For out of the ground we were taken and for the dust we are