Текст песни Dawn of Rats - The Black Dahlia Murder

Blood of our revenge awash
None sweeter to the taste
Flagellate the liar
Our verminous desire it must be
Slaked these walls don′t talk
But we've seen more than our piece
When you′d felt you're being watched
You were indeed we rats have seen
When the silken robes of sodomy
Fell vacant at your feet
Did your god he cough into his sleeve
The guilt how it hangs
Like chains an albatross of shame
Smell the reek of lie
The dawn at which you'll die has come today
These walls don′t talk
But we hear most everything
When your hand covered their mouths
Your ecstasy their stifled screams
No truth so fucking vile
As the one you must face
When the silken robes of sodomy
Fell vacant at your feet
Did your god he cough into his sleeve
Did he toast with you
To their innocence
So fleeting and so sweet
The dawn has come of your defeat
We the rats must have our feast
Verminous legions attack
Devour in frenzy this unsacred flesh
We gorge at the raped ones behest
Leave nary a bone unpecked
When the silken robes of sodomy
Fell vacant at your feet
Did your god he cough into his sleeve
Did he toast with you
To their innocence
So fleeting and so sweet
The dawn has come of your defeat
We the rats must have our feast
When the silken robes of sodomy
Fell vacant at your feet
Did your god he cough into his sleeve
Did he toast with you
To their innocence
So fleeting and so sweet
The dawn has come of your defeat
We the rats must have our feast