Queste lagrime e sospiri
Che tu miri
Braman solo o mio gran re
Braman pur poca mercè.

Ces larmes et ces soupirs
Que tu vois
Demandent seulement,
Ô Majesté Demandent seulement un peu de pitié.

Angelorum ad convivia
Mortales surgite !
Accurrite laetantes
Ad escam aeternitatis
Fideles animae
Parate praecordia,
Vovete suspiria.

Sub cibi specimine
Vos nutriet Deus
Vos sanguinis munere
Depascet ad aethera.

Sub Carnis velamine
Iam sedet se Christus
Nunc fidei sub lumine,
Sub pane se donat.

Misteria divinitatis
Mortales colite !
Adorate felices !
Sub pane, sub potu
En Deus descendit
Ad terrae salutem.

Qui sydera movet
Se stringit sub cibo
Ut vita mortalium
Delatet ad Caelum.

Errores fugate,
Mundate vos pectora,
Vos culpas delete
Et flete vos crimina.

Amantes virtutem,
Salutem sic querite,
Hoc cibo refecti
Perfecti sic sapite.


TRADUCTION


Pour le festin des anges,
Mortels, debout !
Joyeux, hâtez-vous
Vers le banquet de l’éternité
Pour le bien de votre âme,
Apprêtez vos cœurs
Et appliquez-y votre souffle.

Avec une seule bouchée
Dieu vous rassasiera
Par le don de son sang
Il vous abreuvera dans les champs de l’éther.

Sous son vêtement de chair
Trône le Christ
Et sous la lumière de la foi,
Il se donne dans le pain.

Les mystères divins,
Mortels, honorez-les !
Soyez heureux de les adorer !
En ce pain, en ce breuvage
Voici que Dieu s’abaisse
Pour le salut de la terre.

Lui qui dirige le mouvement des astres
Se comprime dans un aliment
Afin que la vie des mortels
Se dilate jusqu’au ciel.

Fuyez vos erreurs,
Purifiez vos cœurs,
Effacez vos fautes
Et pleurez vos péchés.

Vous qui aimez la vertu,
Recherchez-y votre salut,
Par ce repas, restaurés,
En votre perfection, ayez-en la saveur.

O più d’ogni ricchezza

Prezioso Thesoro,
Disoccupato core
Dalle voglie d’amore.Gradita libertade,
Volontà non offesa,
Contento soprhumano
Haver l’arbitrio sano.Anima, che non sente
Sforzo, che tiranneggia,
Veramente confessa
D’esser cielo a se stessa.Mente limpida e pura
Concede a’ suoi pensier liberi i voli,
Core che non soccombe
All’amorosa forza,
Felicità respira in vece d’aure,
E se palpita mai
Lo fa per allegrezza e non per guai.Aprimi l’uscio d’oro,
Condottiera del
Dì, lucida Diva,
Sempre mi troverai
In libertà sicura
Del velenoso
Amor senza paura.Mormoranti Ruscelli,
Ondosi specchi, e cristalline
Fonti, Di lubrico Zaffir correnti vene
Di liquefatti argenti
Preziosi e dolcissimi canali,
Non hò timor degli amorosi strali.Colle aprico,
Bosc’ombroso,
Verde prato,
Siano delitie mie, siano diletti,
Stiano indisparte gli amorosi affetti.Porgimi, Ninfa bella,
L’armonica mia cetra,
Ch’io vò cantar con jubilosi modi
Dell’alma libertà le vere lodi.Libertade gradita,
Balsamo della vita,
Che ne preserva il core
Dall’infection d’amore,
L’alma mia ti ricchiede
Ch’in lei tu voglia stabilir tua sede.Tu sei l’unico bene
Che l’anima sostiene,
Tu sei la sola pace
Della vità fugace,
Che dove tu non vivi
I cori in servitù d’alma son privi.Stianti pure perdute
E ricchezza, e salute,
Che se ben ricco e sano
Vive lo stat’humano,
S’è cinto da catena
Venen gli è l’oro, e la salut’e pena.

TRADUCTION :
Ô Trésor plus précieux
Que n’importe quelle richesse,
Ô cœur libre
Des passions d’amour.Liberté appréciée,
Volonté non offensée,
Joie surhumaine
Que celle d’avoir son jugement inaltéré.Âme qui ne subit
Aucune peine qui ne l’opprime,
Sincèrement affirme
Être maître de soi-même.L’imagination limpide et pure
Laisse ses pensées voler librement,
Cœur qui ne succombe pas
À la force d’amour,
Inhale le bonheur au lieu de l’air,
Et s’il lui arrive de frémir
C’est de délice et non pas d’ennui.Ouvre-moi la porte dorée,
Conductrice du Jour,
Déesse rayonnante,
Tu me trouveras toujours
Libre à toute épreuve
Du venimeux Amour sans peur.Ruisseaux qui murmurent,
Miroirs ondoyants et Sources cristallines,
Véritables courants de léger
Zéphyr Précieux et suaves canaux
D’argent liquéfié,
Je ne crains l’amour sous aucune forme.Relief ensoleillé,
Forêt ombragée,
Verte prairie,
Soyez mes délices, soyez mes plaisirs,
Restez éloignées souffrances d’amour.Apporte-moi, belle Nymphe,
Ma cithare harmonieuse,
J’irai chanter joyeusement
Les célébrations de la liberté bienfaisante.Précieuse Liberté,
Nectar de la vie,
Toi qui protèges le cœur
De l’infection d’amour,
Mon âme t’implore
De bâtir en elle sa demeure.Tu es l’unique bien
Qui réconforte l’âme,
Tu es la seule paix
D’une vie fugace,
Car là où tu ne résides pas
Les cœurs esclaves sont dépourvus d’âme.Que richesse et santé
Demeurent perdues à jamais,
Car aussi riche et sain
Que soit l’esprit humain,
S’il est soumis et enchaîné
L’or est du venin et sa santé une peine.

Cruda Amarilli, che col nome ancora,
D’amar, ahi lasso !
Amaramente insegni,
Amarilli, del candido ligustro
Più candida e più bella,
Ma de l’aspido sordo
E più sorda e più fera e più fugace.
Poi che col dir t’offendo,
I’ mi morrò tacendo.


TRADUCTION :Cruelle Amaryllis, qui, par ton nom même,
Enseignes, hélas, à aimer amèrement,
Amaryllis, plus candide et plus belle
Que le pur troène,
Mais plus sourde, plus fière et plus fugace
Que la sourde vipère.
Puisque par mes mots je te fais offense,
Je mourrai en silence.

Volgi, deh volgi il piede
Bellissimo assassin della mia fede.
Dico rivolgi il piè O mancator, perché
Dal tuo novello ed invocato ardore
Non spero più, che tu rivolga il core.
Sia pur la mia rival de sensi tuoi
E di pensieri il punto ed il compasso,
E lasci a me sol del tuo piede un passo.

Io son pur quella Procri,
Che degli amori tuoi delitia fu.
Lassa, io m’inganno,
Io non son quella più.

O spergiuro infedele,
Io nell’Aurora tua sospiro la mia sera,
E vede il disperato mio desio
Nell’altezza di lei l’abisso mio.
E pur ancora io t’amo,
Il tradimento, ohimè mi svena il core,
E nel mio dispetto adoro il traditore.
Così povero adunque è il Cielo di bellezze,
Che cercano le Dee gli amanti in terra ?
Ha penuria l’Olimpo d’amabili sembianze ?
Né sa l’Aurora ritrovarsi amanti,
S’alle mie calde innamorate voglie
Le dolcezze non rubba,
E‘l ben non toglie ?

Cefalo, torna a me,
Io son colei, che tua diletta fu.
Lassa, io m’inganno,
Io non son quella più.

Ohimè la gelosia
Mi stimola a bastemmie, ed a furori.
Ma perch’è Diva l’alta mia rivale,
Religione, e riverenza insieme
Su‘l fondo al core i miei singulti preme.
Ma‘l peggiore del mio non hà l’Inferno.
Pon maledire i miseri dannati,
Io traffitta ed ardente, e lacerata
dal duol che passa le midolle l’osso
Dannata son, e maledir non posso.

Cefalo riedi a me,
Io son colei, ch’idolo tuo già fu.
Lassa, io m’inganno,
Io non son quella più.

Deh ricevete, o selve,
Accettate, o deserti
D’un pianto amaro il tacito tributo :
Eccessivo è il dolor quand’egli è muto.
TRADUCTION :

Reviens, reviens donc sur tes pas
Superbe assassin de ma confiance.
Reviens sur tes pas – je dis- ô Traître
Parce que de ta nouvelle et réclamée ardeur
Je ne souhaite plus que tu détournes ton cœur.
Que ma rivale soit ainsi de tes émois
Et de tes pensées le centre et le compas,
Qu’elle me concède de ton pied seulement un pas.

Je suis toujours Procris,
De tes amours l’ancienne délectation.
Hélas, je me méprends,
Je ne le suis plus.

Ô parjure infidèle,
Vers ton Aurore je soupire au crépuscule,
Et mon désir désespéré observe
Dans son élévation mon abîme.
Pourtant je t’aime encore,
Ta trahison, hélas fait saigner mon cœur,
Et dans mon dépit j’aime celui qui me trahit.
Le Ciel est-il donc si pauvre en beauté,
Que les Déesses cherchent leurs amants sur terre ?
L’Olympe manque-t-il d’aimables semblances ?
L’Aurore ne sait-elle pas se trouver des amants,
Sans de mes ardents désirs d’amour Détourner les douceurs
Et usurper le bonheur ?

Céphale, reviens-moi,
Je suis celle que tu aimais.
Hélas, je me méprends,
Je ne le suis plus.

Hélas, la jalousie
Me pousse à l’impiété et me rend furieuse.
Parce que Déesse est ma rivale,
Religion et déférence à la fois
Etouffent ma voix au fond de mon cœur.
En enfer, il n’existe pas un mal pire que le mien.
Les malheureux damnés peuvent maudire
Tandis que moi, affligée, enflammée et lacérée
Par la douleur qui me transperce,
Je suis damnée, mais je ne peux maudire.

Céphale reviens-moi,
Je suis celle qui fut ton idole.
Hélas, je me méprends,
Je ne le suis plus.

Voici, recevez, ô forêts,
Acceptez, ô déserts
L’aumône silencieuse de mes pleurs amers :
Trop grande est la douleur quand elle est muette.

Stillate pur, stillate dolorosi miei lumi,
Di lagrimoso humor torbidi fiumi.
Tra fieri tormenti mai posa l’affano
E il figlio tirano
Ha nella morte mia gl’affetti spenti.


TRADUCTION :
Ruisselez, ruisselez mes pensées douloureuses,
Obscurs fleuves de chagrin.
Parmi ces fiers tourments mon souci ne repose jamais
Et ce fils tyrannique
A oublié ses sentiments après ma mort.

Quel sguardo sdegnosetto
Lucente e minaccioso,
Quel dardo velenoso
Vola a ferirmi il petto,
Bellezze ond’io tutt’ardo
E son da me diviso.
Piagatemi col sguardo,
Sanatemi col riso.

Armatevi, pupille
D’asprissimo rigore,
Versatemi su’l core
Un nembo di faville.
Ma‘l labro non sia tardo
A ravvivarmi ucciso.
Feriscami quel squardo,
Ma sanimi quel riso.

Begl’occhi a l’armi, a l’armi !
Io vi preparo il seno.
Gioite di piagarmi
In fin ch’io venga meno !
E se da vostri dardi
Io resterò conquiso,
Ferischino quei sguardi,
Ma sanami quel riso.


TRADUCTION :

Ce regard dédaigneux
Lumineux et dangereux,
Ce dard venimeux
Vole pour blesser mon cœur,
Charmes qui me font palpiter
Et qui de moi-même me séparent.
Façonne-moi par ton regard,
Apaise-moi par ton sourire

Pupilles armez-vous
D’une implacable froideur,
Versez sur mon cœur
Un nuage d’étincelles.
Mais que votre bouche ne tarde pas
À me ranimer si je meurs.
Que me blesse ce regard,
Mais que m’apaise ce sourire.

Beaux yeux, aux armes, aux armes !
Je vous livre mon cœur.
Réjouissez-vous de ma résignation
Jusqu’à ma consomption !
Et si par vos dards
Je suis conquis,
Que ces regards me blessent,
Mais que m’apaise ce sourire.

Amor
Dove, dov’è la fe’
Ch’el traditor giurò ?

Fa che ritorni il mio amor
Com’ei pur fu o tu m’ancidi
Ch’io non mi tormenti più.

Non vo’ più che i sospiri
Se non lontan da me,
No, no che i martiri
Più non dirammi affè.

Perchè di lui mi struggo,
Tutt’orgoglioso sta,
Che sì se’l fuggo
Ancor mi pregherà ?

Se ciglio ha più sereno colei
Che’l mio non è
Già non rinchiude in seno amor
Si bella fè.

Ne mai sì dolci baci
Da quella bocca havrai,
Ne più soavi... Ah taci ! Taci !
Che troppo il sai.


TRADUCTION :

Amour
Où est la fidélité
Que le traître me jura ?

Laisse mon amour redevenir
Pur comme il était ou emporte-moi
Que je ne souffre plus.

Je ne veux plus qu’il soupire,
Ou seulement quand il est loin de moi,
Ni qu’autant de souffrance
Il ne me donne.

Car si je me languis pour lui,
Il reste dédaigneux,
Mais si je fuis
M’adorera-t-il encore ?

Si elle a un regard plus serein
Pour lui que n’est le mien
Dans son cœur elle n’a pas
Un amour aussi sincère.

Des baisers aussi doux
Jamais il n’aura de cette bouche,
Ni plus suaves... Ah tais-toi !
Tais-toi ! Il le sait bien.

Quando voglio, con un vezzo
So piagar, chi mi rimira.
Ed al brio d’un mio disprezzo
Ha un gran core, chi non sospira.

Quando voglio, con un riso,
Saettar so, chi mi guarda.
Ed al noto del mio viso
Non v’è seno, che non arda.

TRADUCTION :

Quand je veux, d’un seul geste
Je fais capituler qui me dévisage.
Et à l’étendue de mon dédain
A un grand cœur, qui ne soupire.

Quand je veux, par un sourire,
Je transis qui me regarde.
Et à la vue de mon visage
Il n’y a cœur qui ne s’enflamme.

So fucking late
I am so fucking late


So many things to see
Reality is softer through an lcd screen
Rigged Esthetics and fucking capitalistic dreams
All seem in my reach


Damn I should be flying, floating amongst the stars
My wings are spread and flapping but it’s just too hard
Sun is far, why is the wax already melting, drooling down ?
Lost in this maze, I gaze up to the Milky Way
My ego goes up and down twerking on this symphony
I'm a bird, I'm a plane, I'm a god, now I'm sucked back to mediocrity
How can I be so weak? I'm a piece of art
Sadness has no price for everything else there’s MasterCard


But it's all possible; all accessible
I won't be another sad clown in this circus
But it's all possible, so fucking buyable
Sculpted in silicone anyone can stand on Mount Olympus


In Walmart I trust
It’s just a race for the newest grail
I'll put my lips to each cup, to every vase
I'll pull out the blade
Holy syrup running through my veins
Modern slaves have no fucking chains, I’m in debt

Damn I’m so hollow just call me a shrink
I’m a blank note in desperate need of ink
I’m a wooden doll lacking a spell
A church that’s lost its fucking bell
Possessions for an empty shell
Give me a fate, set me on fire, make me a flame

Let me enlighten the worthless and plain
It's a lifelong quest

But in the end it all fake, lost in bullshit, I pretend and feign

Citizen of the free world, slaving all week
Awaiting Saturday night fever to do the freak
And it goes 1, 2, 3 sink in a soothing coma
Bottoms up ; Will all my life be...
Work hard, die bored, modern men do it well
No crown, no spark, in this corpse I'm just a dying cell
Work hard, die bored, modern men do it well
Hopes are scarred; I’m the pawn that dreamt of ruling citadels



To be a hero, a star, an astronaut, I bought
But I was just compensating
I wanted to smile like the guy of the pasta box
But it was just advertising crap



I've seen the true face of metropolis
One hand stabs me while the other one offers me dope
Its third eye shines on my neurosis
I walk amongst the crowd, a zombie, a fucking clone

I had opinions and dreams I lost along the way
For a wife, a kid, a house and a big ass SUV
In suit and tie, I work my long term suicide
I don't have the guts to fucking fight

Work hard, die bored, modern men do it well
I’m like Superman, life is my kryptonite
Modern men do it fucking well

There isn't a day without this weight on my shoulders
Without the burden of the crown the kid I was made out of paper
But carnival is over, no more craft or glitter
Projections of my future should have remained in the past

I can't let go, can’t let go of this mask
I have to change but don't feel up to the task
I'm falling, I’m drowning in this abundance horn
I have it all and I still want more
If my life is ok why am I miserable ? I’m so fucking miserable
I'm sorry for wasting your world

For a way to wonder, for a crooked offer
I'm sorry
For the wrecking, the oppression, the slaughter
Well fuck you all, I haven't done any of these horrors
I haven't done anything but dream of a throne and a scepter
They did it all; they did it fucking all, I'm just a puppet
I’m just a wireless powerless doll
Is the puppet guilty of the actions of its master ?

They say that knowledge is a weapon
And ignorance is a big ass fucking dildo
They sharpened their blades on slow brains and supersized egos
Their knightly act is a bloody fraud
King's sword lays deep in the people's rock
They swore five billion peace and plenty
Turned seven into junkies with greed and gluttony
Now twelve billion crowd this celestial rock
And they keep up the good work, like they don't give a fuck


Bees are dead, plants need sexual assistance
Eden has turned to sand in an instant

Melted ice had the oceans rise,

Fear the mice, kill the rats, 'cause medieval plagues are back



Soon humanity's trial will begin

Will the snake be a scapegoat once again ?
Will the eyes stay sealed face to the blood spilt ?
There is no innocence, only 50 shades of guilt


Who fell for their tricks ? Who thought it legit ?

Who funded this shit ? Who's fucking hands are clean ?
Who fell for their tricks ? Who thought it legit ?
There is no innocence


The Horn is empty, resources are rare
They're licking ivory for crumbs to spare their despair
People are scared, they're fucking wiggling, crawling like insects
They think planting three trees will avoid the tempest
They're trying so hard it's laughable, hoping for a miracle


From fear to hate, the trial starts today
The fall begins, wings are ablaze
They'll cheer their states, the trial starts today
The fall begins, it's fucking checkmate

They've brought mankind to ruin, like they've invested in coffins
The masses are growing so they'll give the dog a bone
Skip the lynching by throwing the first stone
Reveal the scapegoat

Select a minority, Black, Latino, Muslim
Will it be refugees ? They'll bomb them on the fucking beach

Hear the final countdown, all hope is lost
Sheeps are bleating around pieces of cloth

They all hail the nations when the world's at stake
Riot, war, invasions, be predator rather than prey
They all hail the nations, they'll take the fucking bait
Riot, war, invasions, how could this be a mistake ?

Battles are won by white collars
History is written with the ink of the victors
Follow the leader, believe their dogma, don't think
A fact is a fact, until the wheel spins, until empires waltz

Adhere to their cause, befallen revolutionaries
There's no freedom of thought
These bigots utilize a cross to justify their wrongs
with the blood on their hands
This world is too far gone

''Arise children of the nation
The day of glory has arrived
A putrid form of tyranny
Has raised its ugly banner
Can you hear them in the fields ?
Howling are these fearsome soldiers
They're dwelling inside the mist
To slit the throats of man, woman, and child''

Arise, children of the nation
With blood it's written on the walls
You have no rights, your life is controlled
And taken away unless you conform
This world is too far gone

A step away from hell, in dark times, they're still scamming
Selling tickets for heaven, renting Noah's ark cabins
But their ship will sink in the abyss
They still get hard on the weight of their wallets
It's absurd, they can fill their pockets; the paper will burn
It's time to accept their system's defeat
Profit is obsolete


All those years
Barking at them, announcing mayhem, begging them to stop
Knees deep in shit they'll say that on the water they shall walk
They've kneeled their whole life

It won't be hard for them to crawl
But fuck them all, they've sold their fucking souls
Still pictured as prophets, still worshiped as gods
From ashes to ashes, from lust to disgust

Witness the bursting of the human bubble
End of the great, death of the simple
Witness the bursting of the human bubble
Absurdity leads the human struggle
Fuck this shit

Thank the elders for their way of life

Thank the leaders for their foresight

Thank the leaders for their foresight

Thank the past for the lost fight

Progress could only be ahead
Pushing forward over the cliff's fucking edge
Now they're flying, alive but already dead
Already shattered corpses on the stony bay

They can beg, whine, pray

Even the foam won't wash their hands clean
They can beg, whine, pray

Because tonight the shepherds

Die amongst their sheeps

They'll fucking beg
Die amongst their sheeps, they'll fucking beg

Haunted and scared, seeking the shelter of a cave, we crawled down a burrow
Down below, remains of a fallen world, signs of the elders and carved on iron plates, a three ray sun

Curious and hungry for treasures of the past we crawled deeper, and deeper, and deeper and at the earth’s core we met the divine

Eyes rise to the sky, we're terrified
Two sun shine, our paths divide
Cherish the vine or the artifact
Witness the gods comeback

We scan the climes

Look around
Look around and see the ruins of our past glory
Have we forgotten ? Have we become this weak ?
Will we kneel, accept defeat ?
Are we but ghosts of a lost humanity ?
Fuck no, Fuck the horn, Fuck the willow
Chaos must be reformed
We’ve lost a battle but the war’s still on
We’ve bit the dust but we shall rise as one



we’re walking on a rope, above
above the void we stand alone
we’ve been going backwards this whole time
taking future blows from behind
one day we’ll fall

cut the trunk roots will still grow
flowers blossom through the snow
now we’re walking on a rope
we can choke it with smoke
life will prevail

Utopia must burn
We are the ones that did not ascend
Untouched by light, Unburnt by flames
All hail the liver and the snake

We’ve been given a second chance, a fresh start
A blank page to lay down the words of our new civilization
We must claim back our throne at the top of evolution
Join the symbiosis, accept absolution
We must bring back the golden age
We are but a link in life’s mighty chain
We will not live like beasts
Mankind’s fortune doesn’t grow on trees
This utopia is a fucking deceit
why should we take the path of failed men
why should we return to the wolf’s den
we need a change of scale

Make this world great again, or make it right
Build walls, divide the land, or unite

We’re the orphans of humanityWe only learn the price of things once they've disappearedRemains of a dying breedThis is the witness of blank minds in a colorblind reality
We’re looking for answers to questions we can’t conceiveComplaints of a frying brain
we’ll lay the myths as cornerstones for our society
We’re all lost, we’ve breathed the omega breezeWe’re branded, ain’t brain-dead, we’re brand newOur minds are cleanour bright eyes On this broken world are blindedWe’re all haunted, bonded in this holy lack of memoryWe’re confused, hollow, divided
Claim to remember and we’ll bend a fucking knee
We ride wrecked cars on bull backs through this global no man’s landwe’re fucking nomads, We’re hunchbacks
clinging to the thread of a long gone past
What will grow through the ashes ?
is this the end, is this the end or the genesis ?Will trees grow tall through the carcasses ?are we just ants under a giant’s matches ?will we be burning corpses ?
What will grow through the ashes ?is this the end, is this the end or the genesis ?Will roots push through the asphalt cracks ?
Will we choose utopia or whiplashes ?
will this hell be everlasting ?
Green patches maculate the concreteA budding life bluntly stains misery
alone and incomplete, we stand untouched at the center of this new born beauty

We’re parasites, are we part of this scheme ?We’re parasites, are we even human anymore ?
Damaged is the new black

We will not fast for the one that has smashed us
We will not cast away a glorious past just
become preys, the beasts will not harass us
We ain’t slaves, we’re the fucking masters
We will not bow, we won’t bend under the weeping willow’s whiplashes
Our heart aches but we won’t hide flayed backs under pine jackets
We haven’t kicked the bucket

Like the phoenix, we don’t just pass away
We prevail, the eggs lay in the ashes
Dig out the hatchet, we’ll level the surface
Here comes the hatching, we’ll pour this planet a concrete grave

We’re Survivors, we’re the future

We’re the builders of the new eden
For the elders, for ancestors

Glory comes with our bleeding
We’re Survivors, we’re the future
We’re the builders of the new eden
For the elders, for ancestors

Glory comes with our bleeding




To Mankind we give our newborns
Feel the earth shake, hear the masses grow
we’ll build babel from climes to core
No puny lord can break us anymore


We shall rise as one, hear the masses grow
We’re the monsters that outsmarted frankenstein
We’re the fucking golems outliving the rabbi
We’ll never feel again, never feel the hard blow of a bitter end
Together we’re unbreakable, we shall rise as one
and one shall rise above, relieve us from the burdens
Wearing crown and glove, rule on the castle
for the greater good, reign on the simple
in the name of god
We shall rise for one, serve praize, kneel
become the slaves in the fields, soldiers on the siege
Together we’re expendable, we shall die for one

Dark times will be legend, sons will forget our demons
Dark times will be legend, And it will all start again

History is a fucking circle
From day one we’ve been savages
They’re all fucking savages
I’ll always be a savage