Now You'll Rot - Dying Wish

I have witnessed the storm of death that follows in their path

Consuming

At war for their sins, it’s ours to be won

Vastly outnumbered

Held at the throat

Trapped by the tyrants

Strangled by the sinners

Choked by the corrupt

Beaten by the bastards (Bastards)

Days turned to weeks, everlasting agony

Patterns of violenc rain down on me

Dissension calls me forth, ngage in pain

Take to the streets

Set it aflame

I have walked on shattered glass

I have starved to transform (Starved to transform)

Call me a dreamer in longing for a better world

Cleansing the streets with the blood of the bastards

No peace until power is surrendered