Historisch tekstblad
Suffer the end
Bron: Corona teksten.docxThe atmosphere is boiling Pools of oil are surrounding our lands As green keeps burning forgot from where came life Smog covers the earth horizons of steel arise
Mother the wicked, they’ve turned against us they want to pollute our mind
Ozone marks our skins with cancer and disease Fatal is a breath Condemned is our will to be Jahwe, show no mercy (Oh Lord of the dead do not forgive us) We are slime (save us)( we belong in our grave punish us) You can’t pay of guilt with cries
Unaware and obedient throwing rocks at our children Hope they turn into gold but their suffering is extinction
New order sets the score On the edge of extinction Sanity so rare, no one cares That’s my distinction Rage against their vicious system, silent weapon prevents intelligence Anger is my motive, Murder is their crime While they are still unable to see the meaning of live So fixed on their gold, they’ll never see so: Die!!!
They rip our earth, raped to death with greed Suffer her relief as she will avenge grief. Doubt or disbelieve, hate we will receive. Consciousness arise Fools we can’t escape; well Die!!! Chant in agony, reflect your blasphemy
Pass the crown on to a next generation Pass on the pain and the fear. You Bastards!!!!