The Fall of Men

Men fall over and over again!

They gave us millions of reasons to hate them

Like fire needs fuel to exist

Consuming our faith, the burning remains

They pushed the men straight away to their fall...

Fall!

Be fucked or be roasted!

Be fucked or be roasted!

Be fucked or be roasted!

Sins feed the fire...

Seven billion souls for sale

Thrown into a war we've already lost

People fighting hard to be on the frontline

We don't give a fuck for their gratitude

We don't wanna be the ones they want us to be...

Be!

Be fucked or be roasted!

Be fucked or be roasted!

Be fucked or be roasted!

Sins feed the fire...

Be fucked or be roasted!

Be fucked or be roasted!

Be fucked or be roasted!

Feel the flames...

They're fighting fire with alcohol -but-

Face the truth: the end begins

Puking black ink, acid and shit; spitting bullshit, piss and lies

Miss your home: girl, whiskey and pills and your favorite requiem

Don't trust them, don't fear them, ignore them, fuck them and be roasted.

Then feel the flames.