Cruelty Without Beauty - Arch Enemy

Disinfected torture chamber

A scientific abattoir

Their death is the price of your progress

If these walls could talk, they’d scream

No empathy

No dignity

Cruelty without beauty

Cruelty without beauty

Archaic rhetoric your weak defense

Your victims have no choice, no voice

Look in their eyes, does it still make sense?

A plastic bag their burial gown

No empathy

No dignity

Cruelty without beauty

Cruelty without beauty

A legacy of evil you preserve

Their blood cannot be washed clean

In my eyes their brutal fate you deserve

In your dreams you will hear them scream