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 to survive
I saw a family, feasting, on a child
Nobody's getting out of here alive
Coprophiliacs
Appetites going into fecal 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
F*cking 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
Defenseless 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
Neanderhell Video (MV)
Performed By: Werewolves
Language: English
Length: 3:28
Written by: David Haley, Matthew Wilcock, Sam Beam
Werewolves - Neanderhell Lyrics
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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 to survive
I saw a family, feasting, on a child
Nobody's getting out of here alive
Coprophiliacs
Appetites going into fecal 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
F*cking 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
Defenseless 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
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 to survive
I saw a family, feasting, on a child
Nobody's getting out of here alive
Coprophiliacs
Appetites going into fecal 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
F*cking 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
Defenseless 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
Writer: David Haley, Matthew Wilcock, Sam Beam
Copyright: Lyrics © Royalty Solutions Corp
Copyright: Lyrics © Royalty Solutions Corp