Burning Skies - Warhate lyrics

Warhate, caped in the sh** from the wounds of the dead Believing in what we're fed It Can't be this way Bullsh** gets soaked in everyday In the minds of the weak and the eyes of the afraid We all get buggered by disgrace Take Disgrace and f*ck yourself F*ck yourself in the face with it or wherever it hurts most Then maybe You'll see the truth that life is a war scene Painted by the fingers of the cowardice ba*tards Paint these scenes Use the blood, sh** and cum of the people that bug you Relieve all the stress and tension that owns you Why not use the hand of a dead child's remains You couldn't be anymore shamed Go Tired of the lies Tired of the false accusations that are upheld by all the f*cks Way up the chain Die coward scum They won't take the blame We know who is responsible for the sh** we deal with Nothing but false hope