Agathocles - Frost Bitten d**h lyrics

Snow, frost, winter has come. The season of d**h has just begun. People without homes die in the slums. No roof, good clothes, a frost bitten d**h. While we celebrate and have food on our plates Homeless people cry, they are afraid to die. And the stations close, got kicked out in the cold. Still no f**ing heat, only society's greed.