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Breeding Violence



Whitechapel - Breeding Violence - Текст песни

Fuck this life
 Bereft of free will
 Once a man now a beast, an abomination
 Looking through the eyes of a mind corrupted by hypocrisy
 Now every sin I harbor inside become one with me
 Nameless
 No family to call my own
 Helpless
 Nobody to save me now
 Hopeless
 Could there be light beyond this hell I call home
 Could there be light beyond this hell I call home
 Hate, war
 Slowly becoming what I can only think about
 My dungeon reeks of all the decomposing flesh of what seems to be
 Heroes come and gone, slaughtered with no remorse
 Innocent blood I crave
 No sanity is found in me
 No sanity found
 No sanity found
 Bereft of free will
 Once a man now a beast, an abomination
 Looking through the eyes of a mind corrupted by hypocrisy
 Now every sin I harbor inside become one with me
 Human flesh enters the chamber
 Emotionless, my meal a delicacy in this place
 The chamber doors close, my mind corrodes
 This seems to be a diabolical plan for extinction
 This is pure hatred
 Nameless
 No family to call my own
 Helpless
 Nobody to save me now
 Hopeless
 Could there be light beyond this hell I call home
 Could there be light beyond this hell I call home
 By the hands of an unknown lord
 I am the highest threat to the future of mortality
 This is pure fucking hatred

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