We become
Erupt in violence
Destroy the silence
Our time has come
GoWe are the outcasted, ancient descendents
The ones who've been calling and
Would you still die for the dead, yet still living
Starved of a time that's now come, whoa-ohWe are the children
The hungry childrenWe become
Erupt in violence
Seduce the silence
Our time has come
GoWe are the kindred, Hell's ancient descendent slaves
Begging the night not to go
Would you still die for the dead, yet still living
Starved of a life that's now gone, whoa-ohWe are the children
The hungry childrenWe become
Blood quench the hunger
You want it, you need it
Blood quench the hunger
You want it, you need it
Blood quench the hunger
You want it, you need itOh, whoa
Songwriters
CAIAFA, JERRY / CAIAFA, PAUL / CALABRESE, DAVID / EMANUEL, MICHAEL C.Published by
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