With His Blood - Product Of Sin (Ft. Clint of Ancients) (New!) | Текст песни

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• Product Of Sin (Ft. Clint of Ancients) (New!)

This is how I survive.
Shaped by hate and fueled by rage.
I have no eyes for love.
I survive as a memory.

I am the judgement that will bring upon your rightful end.
The curse that sits upon the tongue of your forgotten ones.
I'll give you rust to drink. your colony of foolish swine.
I am the butcher's knife. You'll never make it out alive.
I am the product of sin itself.

This herd will know no peace in life nor death.

Suck the life, out of the Earth,
Bleed its veins dry.
Your existence can't be sustained by the path you've chosen to take.

Chosen to take.

This world owes you nothing. a habitat that's no longer whole.

Sentenced to a painful end.
Purge the world of humanity's plague.

Incinerate each other,
You'll pray for your imminent end,
the unbearable pain will be your own bane

I am the judgement, I am the judgement
I am the judgement of sin in which your pain will end.

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