Give Us Hate

Postmortem

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You feel like naked more desolate
They act like demons will eat your flesh
Upon the smoke of the burning free
They feed the rich and eat the poor

Everything on focus every step
You make you can't escape they desecrate
They give us numbers like slavish pigs
They set the world on fire and we
Should pay the price

These shall be a war
A war against the lamb
Hate give us hate

Can you feel the stench stench of corruption
They give their kingdom
Unto that beasts there is no salvation
No light of God these shall be a war
Against the lamb

These shall be a war
A war against the lamb
Hate give us hate