Circle Of Dead Children - Starve, Beg & Die A.K.A. Fuck You Kill Me

Текст песни

May a black hole be our planet’s urn
Tomorrow will be the day when nobody remains
Memories of mankind fossilized in space
Trapped to the guts of a dying monster
Today sun sets chilling death and leaves us with only the sounds of deafening
barbaric noise and confusing information
A horde of angels with goats feet standing tall
One hoof upon our chests smothering us all
Cities of men thrown into the atmosphere and crushed back to Earth
No hope
No love
No sunlight or faith to squeeze through the cracks
Destroy the people of ideas
The last grips of strength will slip and all shall descend into the swelling
birth-rite of blackness
Together you and I souls blended and filed into the dumpsters of irrelevant
history