Everywhere I turn I see a victim

Every road leads away from home

Every pyre stacked with bodies

Each fire lights the gloom

This place is a fucking wasteland

We know the truth

We stand above our open grave

And hope to be consumed

This place is a fucking prison

We know the truth

We lost all faith in resistance

Now we have been consumed

We said our prayers

And we sacrificed our first born

To the horrors of war

We faced the plagues and the pеstilence

And we rеclaimed our souls

Only to lose something greater

To the poison and decay

I swear I’d rather be a martyr

Than watch you become a slave

Bite down on the hand that feeds you

Shit from the trough

Detach from this life that will bring you

Nothing but shame and disgrace

Pain, loss and fucking disease

There is no cure

For this fatal addiction