Acranius - Rule Of Seven lyrics
[Acranius - Rule Of Seven lyrics]
Thirst for flesh engulfs his wandered eyes
And drapes his morals in the veil of lust
The ivory breasts and open, slender thighs
In red lights shake as paying clients thrust
He covets that which others have worked for
And craves to see success of theirs derailed
He tempts his jealous violence with an even score
To reign supreme as envy has prevailed
A hoarder of thе finest things on earth
He rapеs the land of every stem and seed
Enveloped by the senselessness of worth
He chokes upon the coffin of his greed
The man consumes the food he did not grow
And takes from others who are made to starve
The gluttonous pig with fat and tits to show
The butchers here to wield their knives and carve
The one who lets the hands of others do
The one who lets the hands of others do
What he himself neglects for selfish gain
Then plays the sloth that plagues the lives of who
Make up for him and suffer death in vain
He prides himself above his fellow men
Engulfs his wandered eyes
And drapes his morals in the veil of lust
The ivory breasts and open, slender thighs
In red lights shake as paying clients thrust
Clients thrust
And so declares to wear the skin of your god
And drapes his morals in the veil of lust
The ivory breasts and open, slender thighs
In red lights shake as paying clients thrust
He covets that which others have worked for
And craves to see success of theirs derailed
He tempts his jealous violence with an even score
To reign supreme as envy has prevailed
A hoarder of thе finest things on earth
He rapеs the land of every stem and seed
Enveloped by the senselessness of worth
He chokes upon the coffin of his greed
The man consumes the food he did not grow
And takes from others who are made to starve
The gluttonous pig with fat and tits to show
The butchers here to wield their knives and carve
The one who lets the hands of others do
The one who lets the hands of others do
What he himself neglects for selfish gain
Then plays the sloth that plagues the lives of who
Make up for him and suffer death in vain
He prides himself above his fellow men
Engulfs his wandered eyes
And drapes his morals in the veil of lust
The ivory breasts and open, slender thighs
In red lights shake as paying clients thrust
Clients thrust
And so declares to wear the skin of your god