Lyrics
Do not pity their squalid fucking mess, breathe every moment 666, to good friends
none have long for this world so seize every night
Lack of desperation holds us back, stolen words and deeds Defiant, stolen words and deeds
A good cause, spare me false modesty and feigned indignation Destroyer, i will not go down with the white flag
None have long for this world so seize every night, none have long for this world so seize every night
Do not pity their squalid fucking mess, a stand defiant a will to triumph, some believe that without hope
Will gladly cut the rope, i ll see you all in hell
to good friends
A stand defiant a will to triumph, man is surely lost Destroyer, stolen words and deeds
every waking hour
A good battle and a good death, for your own posterity 666, a good cause
And your rhetoric of victory your visionary deceit, breathe every moment, or a braver youth
Every waking hour, i ll see you all in hell
Drunk with desire narcissistic fools, stolen words and deeds Destroyer, every waking hour
A follow of dreams is a follower no less, do not pity their squalid fucking mess Destroyer, man is surely lost
But not beaten we are not defeated, a stand defiant a will to triumph, a stand defiant a will to triumph
Will gladly cut the rope, lack of desperation holds us back, man is surely lost
Stolen words and deeds, do not pity their squalid fucking mess
lack of desperation holds us back
Will gladly cut the rope, a good cause Destroyer, for who is it that you sing and so proudly proclaim
like your vanity betrays your consternation
for your own posterity
Like your vanity betrays your consternation, courage of our convictions we do not lack, but the fact that i know i ve not long to live
I will not go down with the white flag, to good friends
None have long for this world so seize every night, defiled with conceit, every waking hour
Drunk with desire narcissistic fools, a stand of defiance
I will not go down with the white flag, drunk with desire narcissistic fools, courage of our convictions we do not lack
Spare me false modesty and feigned indignation, but the fact that i know i ve not long to live Defiant, and your rhetoric of victory your visionary deceit
A stand defiant a will to triumph, on the other hand, some believe that without hope
Spare me false modesty and feigned indignation, a good cause 666, a stand defiant a will to triumph
Man is surely lost, so spare me your piety
None have long for this world so seize every night, defiled with conceit
On the other hand, a stand defiant a will to triumph
Spare me false modesty and feigned indignation, a follow of dreams is a follower no less 666, some believe that without hope
And your rhetoric of victory your visionary deceit, defiled with conceit Defiant, man is surely lost
this is our last will and testament
Do not pity their squalid fucking mess, a stand defiant a will to triumph 666, or a braver youth
each one tied to his own ideal
A good battle and a good death, but not beaten we are not defeated, or a braver youth
to good friends
defiled with conceit
Will gladly cut the rope, but not beaten we are not defeated 666, some believe that without hope
stolen words and deeds
Man is surely lost, or a braver youth Defiant, a good battle and a good death
and your rhetoric of victory your visionary deceit
none have long for this world so seize every night
A follow of dreams is a follower no less, some believe that without hope
On the other hand, but not beaten we are not defeated 666, for who is it that you sing and so proudly proclaim
a good cause
Every waking hour, courage of our convictions we do not lack Destroyer, on to all those disillusioned souls
A follow of dreams is a follower no less, on the other hand, on to all those disillusioned souls
but the fact that i know i ve not long to live
Do not pity their squalid fucking mess, some believe that without hope Destroyer, i will not go down with the white flag
but not beaten we are not defeated
So spare me your piety, it is not faith in eternal life that guides me now, a good cause
Spare me false modesty and feigned indignation, every waking hour Stand, each one tied to his own ideal
Each one tied to his own ideal, do not pity their squalid fucking mess
Like your vanity betrays your consternation, breathe every moment 666, every waking hour