Neanderhell Songtext
von Werewolves

In the name of progress
We all need to regress
Gathered at the precipice to watch the end
The speed towards demise is getting faster
The crowds are gathering
They want to kill each other in a train-wreck
They′re cheering for it

We long for apocalypse
Our Gods are dead
We'll build new ones later
Now we congregate
To watch the bird that′s broken fly on bleeding wings
No longer fit for purpose
This is the end of all things
Death offers freedom more than any sky
Throw ourselves off cliffs in hordes

Suicide
Oblivion
Total collapse


House of rats eat each other survive
I saw a family, feasting, on a child
Nobody's getting out of here alive
Coprophiliacs
Appetites going into focal overdrive
Put our heads on the block and hand us the axe
Armageddon is now, that's a fact

Watch the bird that′s broken
Fly on bleeding wings
No longer fit for purpose
See what corruption brings
Feast on doves of peace
Famine panacea
Fucking headbutt that red button

The weakest say, "I trust you with my life"
But I trust you with my death
When the fall is all that′s left
Then all that matters is the fall

Run back to the cave, cowering, enslaved
Refuse to be brave
Defenceless from evil
Three meals from a collapse (fuck you)
Need the heat in winter (fuck you)
God what will we eat (fuck you)
There's no going back


Maybe we′ll miss paradise
Maybe we won't