Bury My Sins Club Of Sons
our love is so deep,
we're the blood clot in your heart,
we're the arrow in your chest,
the time is right to burn your throne
cause we need you like a bite of a wasp!
await the end of your parade,
all your symbols, just food for the axe!
attention citizens of the world, fall on your knees
and praise their majesty,
unroll the carpet, stained with blood,
show your golden rings made out of teeth!
destroy the club of sons!
your luxury and security, your self righteousness,
your castles and your laws,
all your white lies …just food for the axe!
destroy the club of sons!
