Текст песни Circle Of Dead Children - It`s A Bloody Day When You Get Your Hand
Circle Of Dead Children - It`s A Bloody Day When You Get Your Hand слова песни
We were not born into sinWe were born into the ignoble and desperate grasp of thoughtless traditionalismshaped into the guise of human natureHuman nature is a self-fulfilling slaughterhouseand we must resist the simplicity of existing as a simple humanA shred of salvation is the mission of the pigsThe trusting pigs and the man-made ghostLinked by susceptibility and ignoranceMorality is syntheticHuman nature is patheticEmbrace the mythosEmbrace the lieMorality is syntheticHuman nature is patheticYou want your cross and you will receive itA cross for every pig Squeal on the cross as I drive a single spike through your skullHammering as the pigs of Faith squealThe prayers of tradition silenced by the howls of crucified holyDestroy the mythosDestroy the lieDestroy the pigsHammer out lifeHammering - bleeding the pigsHammering - bleeding the pigs