Fall On Your Sword letra

Wars never cease to insult yet amaze
The ability of the butcher
To win the favor of the cattle
The great unwashed dig their graves
Into which they will gladly lie
So willing to fucking die
For those who owe their privilege
To the grinding of the poor

Month after month
Year after year
For those who owe their privilege
To the grinding of the poor
Fall on your sword

Blood tribute paid to this god, capital
Lives sacrificed to this Moloch of greed
For those who owe their privilege
To the grinding of the poor
Fall on your sword

World Burns To Death - Letras

• A Wormwood Star
• Apparatus
• Come And See
• Curse Them Forever
• Death Is Psychosomatic
• Fall On Your Sword
• Glorious Butcheries
• Holocaust Rehearsals
• In The Conquests Of Madmen
• In The Country Of The Blind... The One-Eyed Man Is King
• Night Without End
• No One Is Right, If No One Is Left
• Open Wound
• Silent Hunger
• The Black Hundreds
• The Dead Sing This Hymn
• The Red Locusts
• The Same Old Lies
• The Sucking Of The Missile-Cock
• They Want A War
• Whom The Gods Destroy... They First Make Ridiculous