Armed For Apocalypse You Are Alive When They Start To Eat You
Wolves came for her womb, that was the night we fell!
I speak of devils and wastelands, vices and machines
The wrath of ages crushes with fury upon our dreams
The belly of old ways rumbles, with hunger for the...
Weak (weak), the pure (pure), the righteous (righteous)
They'll bring us to our knees! (Our knees!)
Born, raised, torn, slain!
"And you feel so empty
I feel so empty..."
Cries of anguish pierce through night's fog!
The wind howls with blenched, astringent fate
The final chapter is written, bathe in your tears
Born, raised, torn, slain! (2x)
