Filth and Squalor Songtext
von The Dear Hunter

Somewhere, there′s a choice being made
For the mass by the will of a broken few
Guided by the hand of the guilty
Praised as the cure for a curse
When really, this is all catastrophic
And we're tethered to the hull of a sinking ship
Thrashing for a breath at the surface
Praying for the ropes to slip

I always knew that the damned would inherit the Earth
As soon as they had learned to speak, we would be suffering
Sucking on the scraps of a wicked wealth
We were bound by need to vicious villainy


Tear it down, start again
Erasing every trace so stale scars can mend
Then we will sing
The way things used to be
The way things used to be
The way things used to be

I always knew that the damned would inherit the Earth
As soon as they had learned to speak, we would be suffering
Sucking on the scraps of a wicked wealth
We were bound by need to vicious villainy

Tear it down, start again

I always knew that the damned would inherit the Earth
As soon as they had learned to speak, we would be suffering
Choking on the scraps of a wicked wealth
And we were bound by need to vicious villainy
I always knew that the damned would inherit the Earth
As soon as they had learned to breed, we would be suffering
Sucking on the scraps of a wicked wealth
And we were bound by need to vicious villainy

Tear it down, start again