Servants of Death

Servants of deathRunning into the heart of darkness, eyes sewn tight

Stumbling across the barren fields looking for a little light

Freedom set by violence, control dictated by fear

Running into the heart of darkness with no way out of hereBut I can tell there's more to sell

Earth to burn on this road to hellServants of death

Servants of death

Servants of death

Servants of deathServants of death

Servants of death

Servants of death

That's all that we getRunning into the heart of darkness thinking that it's ok

Been promised a paradise but a wasteland's coming our way

Self serving psychopaths been poisoning the ground

Running into the heart of darkness, no sign of a trickle downBut I can tell there's more to sell

Earth to burn on this road to hellServants of death

Servants of death

Servants of death

Servants of deathServants of death

Servants of death

Servants of death

Servants of deathYour time will come

Your time will come

Your time will comeCome on

Come onYour time will come

Your time will come

Your time will come

YeahServants of death

Servants of death

That's all that we getServants of death

Servants of death

Servants of death

Servants of death