"Tales Of Thy Spineless" lyrics
"Tales Of Thy Spineless"
See your future come crashing down
Evil's licking its lips
Another feast of a spineless man
That tries to fight for his life
Infected system, infected minds
They're blinded by greed
Our days are numbered
Our days are few
The devil takes what he wants
Bloodshed released
Chambers filled with deceptions
Don't trust the priest
The living dead
Corruption slips right through its fingers
You've been deceived
Turning dreams into hatred
Spineless man crawling in the dirt
And crushing lives for the pleasure
The world is spinning out of control
Infected system, infected minds
They're blinded by greed
Our days are numbered
Our days are few
The devil takes what he wants
Bloodshed released
Chambers filled with deceptions
Don't trust the priest
The living dead
Corruption slips right through his fingers
You've been deceived
He who lives among the scums
And lives to tell the tales
The tale of the spineless ones
He'll be the last man standing
The tale of thy spineless one
Bloodshed released
Chambers filled with deceptions
Don't trust the priest
The living dead
Corruption slips right through his fingers
You've been deceived
...
Writer(s): Peter Taegtgren
- AZLyrics
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- Hypocrisy Lyrics
album:
"End Of Disclosure" (2013)
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