Fear of Domination - Legion | Текст песни

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• Fear of Domination
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Who are you?
Who am I?
Is everybody here just to die?
I gave you a purpose
I made you grow
So when you're ripe the harvest follows

Little bit this
Little bit that
Here, made a cocktail from your fat
Drink it now
All bottoms up
The time has come to feed our hunger
To feed our hunger

MY NAME IS LEGION FOR WE ARE MANY
WE ARE EACH A NATION AND YOU ARE THE PREY
SO BEGINS THE HARVEST
WE WONT LEAVE YOU ANYTHING
WE ARE THE STRONGEST
YOU ARE THE PREY

So who made you?
Who is god?
Pitiful names to justify
A gave you a life so I can take one too
You're the cattle and that means food
Little bit this
And little bit that
Add some pepper for your fat
The oven is ready
The dinner is served
Guests are waiting for the dessert

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