Give Us Hate - Postmortem

You feel like naked more desolate

they act like demons

will eat your flesh upon the smoke of the burning

free they feed the rich and eat the poor everything on focus every step

you make you can’t escape they desecrate they Give us numbers like slavish pigs

they set the world

on fire and we, should pay the price

These shall be a war — a war

against the lamb — hate Give us hate

can you feel the stench stench of corruption they Give they kingdom

unto that beasts there is no

salvation no light of god

these shall be a war against the lamb

these shall be a war — a war

against the lamb — Hate Give Us Hate