Day Of Contempt - Drain текст песни

Blood on their hands devoid of mercy consume the lies retribution will destroy force fed antibiotic saviour second hand poison to quench a demonic thirst cries in anguish of the apathetic glad to kill not so keen to die a mutated disease claims all life forged in the pits of suffering the cleansing of those who oppress denounced kings of the darkest times nature's way to pull the plug to drain all life from what is already diseased