Land Of Treason - Land Of Treason lyrics

Land of treason-waste no reason- We are breathing fire We're packs of dogs- We're enemies of men-we are not desired Our face show- We've grown cold-but Have not conspired Old hearts gone- The future's on-mother nations mired I like a recepticle for the chosen dead We find our bodies clawed And with the scent of d**h We find that we are not so very awed Loyalties burned- The words our blurred-overturn your own Walk like dogs and watch the doors- Have your other stone Stop the toys that match disordered- Calculate the thrones Feel the pulse descending- Decaying hallowed tomes In the starving sense you worship- The nations of debris You wear a cost of sewage- That you've never ever seen The time is now-the vicious here- A stolen dinner code The license of the savage land- That you've always sold So bite the hand that needs you And bless another coal The virus never issues- From a cotton so very old As the lights come down You wash your hands and start to climb The ladder that you stole Slip the hatch-and spin the sword- The money lords are poor Push the tan-that rolls downhill- Their sense of dream absorbed Still the cat that breaks the night- Tie him to the core Chase the viruses that believe- That what's right is scored It's a senseless cash in of right for right- What's wrong is never gone And left is just a ba**ion for the fools Golden dawn