Subdued from subdued by disfigurement

Feeding us lies
Calling it peace
They'll be our demise
There's no release
It happens right in front of our eyes
We eat all of their lies
Its a fucking cancer
They refuse to answer
There's nothing you can do
The prophecies have come true

Greed drives the gear, fear fuels the machine
This is the world they built, and its tearing at the seams

Collapse their power
Make them cower
They'll try to run and hide
But we'll beat them with pride


Collapse their power
Make them cower
They'll try to run and hide
But we'll beat them with pride

Feeding us lies
Calling it peace
They'll be our demise
There's no release
It happens right in front of our eyes
We eat all of their lies
Its a fucking cancer
They refuse to answer
There's nothing you can do
The prophecies have come true

• Metal
• death metal
• deathcore
• hardcore
• slam
• slamming brutal death metal
• Pottsville