Sons Of A Dying World - Born From Pain

This is a time of do or die

Bred on hate

Facing fate

When it comes fast…

It comes down hard

Trapped in fear

Trappd in despair

Future’s dark,

heading nowhere

As the pressure builds

My will is hard

These are the lives we live…

Sons of a dying world

We are,

Sons of a dying world

This is a time of do or die

Bred on hate

Facing fate

When it comes fast…

It comes down hard

These are the lives we live…

Sons of a dying world

We are,

Sons of a dying world

We are,

Dying Dying World

We are,

Sons of a dying world

This ain’t the world I knew

Distilled, corrupted truth

It’s pure survival

Nothing like it should…

Lost in a dying world… Born to survival.

Nothing like it could.

Sons of a dying world

We are,

Sons of a dying world

We are,

Dying Dying World

We are,

Sons of a dying world.