Letra de Land Of Treason

Land of treason, waste no reason
We are breathing fire
We're packs of dogs, we're enemies of men
We are not desired
Our faces show we've grown cold
But have not conspired
Old hearts gone, the future's on
Mother nations mired
Like a receptacle for the chosen dead
We find our bodies clawed
And with the scent of death
We find that we are not so very awed
Loyalties burned, the words our blurred
Overturn your own
Walk like dogs and watch the doors
Have your other stone
Stop the toys that march disordered
Calculate the thrones
Feel the pulse descending
Decaying hallowed tomes
In the starving sense you worship
The nations of debris
You wear a coat of sewage
That you've never even seen
The time is now, the vicious here
A stolen dinner code
The license of the savage land
That you've always sold
So bite the hand that needs you
And bless another coal
The virus never issues
It's gotten so very old
As the lights come down
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You wash your hands and start to climb
The ladder that you stole
Slip the hatch and spin the sword
The money lords are poor
Push the tan that rolls downhill
Their sense of dream absorbed
Still the cat that breaks the night
Tie him to the core
Chase the virgins that believe
That what's right is scored
It's a senseless cash in of right for right
What's wrong is never gone
And left is just a bastion for the fools
Golden dawn