It's too late adore the fucking disaster
The slaves are feeding on the tongues of the masters
The ash of anguish fills the mouths of our pastors
The noose is ready, but a bullet is faster
Higher and higher
We'll stack the bodies 'til we fill our desire
Higher and higher
We'll stack the bodies 'til we fill our desire
Speak
Speak evil
Silence the calling of the resurrection
Speak evil
Speak evil
Speak evil
Speak evil
Higher and higher
We'll stack the bodies 'til we fill our desire
Higher and higher
We'll stack the bodies 'til we fill our desire
Speak
Speak evil
Silence the calling of the resurrection
Speak evil
Speak evil
Speak evil
Speak evil
Speak
Speak evil
Silence the calling of the resurrection
