This Is Sparta - From The Frontline lyrics

Looking from their tower They laugh Of our world Stealing souls, grinding your bones They teach you to obey They are named poor Hunted by those who feel stronger and feel good Looking for blood They hunt the few who are still reaching food One by one They’re forced to flee for a chance to survive This is the price they paid To stay alive It’s not time for sorrows (but) Time when hate comes back again Because of pain And a common day A random succeeded to run away Fleeing from this thing called judgment day To pray for them and swear To come back soon and liberate All the slaves who are full of hate. A new era is beginning Built by these poor ma**es Human nature will lead us again When it’s not enough, When it’s not enough To fight so hard to change society Realize human is empty By these hands, these bones and these brains They will build their own They will build their own Kingdom From now on your life’s ours And I just wanna say Let’em burn Let’em f**ing burn This is the way I live This is the way I breathe I’m rising for feeling free This is the way we live This is the way we breathe This is how we are changing past First: Put them in line Extract their eyes to hear their screams until they slowly die For the second part You’ve always the choice: To bury their cold flesh Or let their corpse rotting the ground Everybody’s able To use a chainsaw You should learn this fable If you care of natural law You should look at these poor ba*tards When they’re hit again and again By a crowd which roars its hunger The judge condemned you to suffer This time you’ll collapse Think about these sins you’ve done Cause now you are alone And you’ll suffer on your own So poor They’ll remember their names So poor When they’ll burn in hell’s flames Follow The white light when you close your eyes And feel your life ripped by a knife.