Scent Of Flesh - Our Own Archnemesis lyrics

Again we have this decision to make Talking of peace seems so hollow and fake as we choose Do we end this day with words or force? Obviously, we choose k**ing of course Now we lay here dead Our earthly remains unsilent at night and forever cursed For desire of the war, our souls continue to fight For chaotic will to k**, our souls gather every night For the misery we caused, Once again we must suffer War cry howls through the midnight sky Once again, we must die No need to search for enemy We are our own archnemesis No need to seek for truth Nor to believe any prophecies We are our own archnemesis