Slither - Nale

We’re fighting fire with fire

Gasoline on the anger

Throw the rich in the pit and let them try to bribe death

They will burn so crisp

Wearing thousand dollar suits

Made by people that will perish to support their kin

In ash

We’ll bury you

The dust will settle under our feet

They claim the world and then cower

The one procent with the power

Take the head off of one and see the new grow out

You can kill the snake

Burn the serpent in it’s nest but another one will always slither out to take

their place

Vile, corrupt schemers

Vicious, bastard deceivers

Bred in filth and spawned from devil’s waste

Acquisition of power

Follow blood from the kings Smell decay and you will know them by their trail

of death

In ash

We’ll bury you

Nothing will ever come to an end

Goodbye

No tears for you

The dust will settle under our feet

Burn the wicked

Kill the sickened