Текст, перевод и аккорды “Opulence Of Hate”
- Burning, seething, building inside Immanent assault Blackened, sanguine, pounding rage Devastation results Hear a thousand screams from far Perceiving the pain so near Imbibe the taste of suffering The bitterness is sweet Heralded from underground Champion of the weak A rotten pedestal of lies Stands below my feet Promising a golden age Ambitious words are thrown Within the land The seeds of massacres are sewn Call to arms Getting closer Fuelled on years of dearth Call to arms Erase their lives And scorch the earth I sit atop the highest mount The world within my hands The opulence of hate, my crime Luxurious guilt demands I speak of dark impending doom You easily could berate But you are sightless not to see that this is our fate
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