The Hunger

We become erupt in violence

Destroy the silence, our time has comeGoWe are the outcasted, ancient descendants

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

We are the children, the hungry childrenWe become erupt in violence

Seduce the silence, our time has comeGoWe are the kindred, Hell's ancient descendant

Slaves begging the night not to go

Would you die for the dead, yet still living?

Starved of a time that's now gone

We are the children, the hungry childrenThe blood quench the hunger

The blood quench the hunger

The blood quench the hunger