We Will Fucking Kill You Songtext
von Anaal Nathrakh
We Will Fucking Kill You Songtext
Apostasy (Apostasy)
Sedition (Sedition)
Rebellion (Rebellion)
Caprice (Caprice)
The multiplication of our kind borders on the obscene
The duty to love them, on the preposterous
We will fucking kill you
Shall be the whole of the law
We will say we love you
As we scythe you down like grass
See how we will save you
How we′ll give you what we have
Diseased spiritual oblivion in an amoral morass
Deformity (Deformity)
Poverty (Poverty)
Greed (Greed)
For your own sake (For your own sake)
I cannot contribute anything to this world
Because I only have one method
Agony
We will fucking kill you
Shall be the whole of the law
We will say we love you
As we scythe you down like grass
See how we will save you
How we'll give you what we have
Diseased spiritual oblivion in an amoral morass
In such moments you will be severed from life
From love, smiles, friends and even from death
We will fucking kill you
Shall be the whole of the law
We will say we love you
As we scythe you down like grass
See how we will save you
How we′ll give you what we have
Diseased spiritual oblivion in an amoral morass
Sedition (Sedition)
Rebellion (Rebellion)
Caprice (Caprice)
The multiplication of our kind borders on the obscene
The duty to love them, on the preposterous
We will fucking kill you
Shall be the whole of the law
We will say we love you
As we scythe you down like grass
See how we will save you
How we′ll give you what we have
Diseased spiritual oblivion in an amoral morass
Deformity (Deformity)
Poverty (Poverty)
Greed (Greed)
For your own sake (For your own sake)
I cannot contribute anything to this world
Because I only have one method
Agony
We will fucking kill you
Shall be the whole of the law
We will say we love you
As we scythe you down like grass
See how we will save you
How we'll give you what we have
Diseased spiritual oblivion in an amoral morass
In such moments you will be severed from life
From love, smiles, friends and even from death
We will fucking kill you
Shall be the whole of the law
We will say we love you
As we scythe you down like grass
See how we will save you
How we′ll give you what we have
Diseased spiritual oblivion in an amoral morass
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