Feeding on hate like leeches
Willing to kill, but not willing to die
And now the sun has darkened
You hope in vain for the light to come
For the light to come
The power machine of ideology and beliefs
Thorns of the modern worlds
Empty minds
Following the shepherd
Who's leading to the slaughter
A sense of purpose filled with blood and death
A sense of purpose filled with blood and death
Let the jackals do the rest
Let the rats crawl out their nest
Let the jackals do the rest
Our hearts have turned to stone
Our dreams now made of gold
Our hearts have turned to stone
Our dreams now made of gold
Of gold
The children of the night are singing
The ultimate death song
A death song
Grab a shell and hear the echoes of hell
Grab a shell and hear the echoes of hell
Grab a shell and hear the echoes of hell
Grab a shell and hear the echoes of hell
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Feeding on hate like leeches
Willing to kill, but not willing to die
And now the sun has darkened
You hope in vain for the light to come
For the light to come
The power machine of ideology and beliefs
Thorns of the modern worlds
Empty minds
Following the shepherd
Who's leading to the slaughter
A sense of purpose filled with blood and death
A sense of purpose filled with blood and death
Let the jackals do the rest
Let the rats crawl out their nest
Let the jackals do the rest
Our hearts have turned to stone
Our dreams now made of gold
Our hearts have turned to stone
Our dreams now made of gold
Of gold
The children of the night are singing
The ultimate death song
A death song
Grab a shell and hear the echoes of hell
Grab a shell and hear the echoes of hell
Grab a shell and hear the echoes of hell
Grab a shell and hear the echoes of hell
Willing to kill, but not willing to die
And now the sun has darkened
You hope in vain for the light to come
For the light to come
The power machine of ideology and beliefs
Thorns of the modern worlds
Empty minds
Following the shepherd
Who's leading to the slaughter
A sense of purpose filled with blood and death
A sense of purpose filled with blood and death
Let the jackals do the rest
Let the rats crawl out their nest
Let the jackals do the rest
Our hearts have turned to stone
Our dreams now made of gold
Our hearts have turned to stone
Our dreams now made of gold
Of gold
The children of the night are singing
The ultimate death song
A death song
Grab a shell and hear the echoes of hell
Grab a shell and hear the echoes of hell
Grab a shell and hear the echoes of hell
Grab a shell and hear the echoes of hell
Writer: Valentino Forgione
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid