Shaped by Fate The Count of Monte Fisto Lyrics

A lurching silhouette, a concrete monstrosity
occludes and dominates the landscape of a dying w____
that's raped and beaten down.

From the shadows a blanked out face appears.
As the locusts swarm descend
and purge the sheep of all their worth,
consumes like the plague.

So sleep soundly now my children cause our fate is in good hands,
hands dripping and stained with the blood of the innocent.
The blood of the innocent, the innocent!
The blood of the innocent, the innocent!

The liars form a circle, the hammer strikes a pin.

Arise, a fire inside them burning.
The scars of a thousand years now realised.
The dawn of new revenge.

From values, a holy act of amputation.
Unholy act of faith.

Die! The lines all fade away.
The sun eclipsed the sky, the sky!
We watched them slowly die, yes, we watched them f___ing die
for your lies, your lies, sold us out for this.

Yes, in the name of progress, you've sold us all out blind.
All lines point back, back to you!
All lines point back, back to you, butcher, liar!

The hopes of the unborn are breaking,
in our filth they're choking and drowning.
In our filth.
In our filth.

These seeds of corruption, sown before our time
have grown into an awful weed and strangled everyone.
Bloodletting, we f___ ourselves.

Watching for the hammers falls,
the smell of anticipation hangs upon the air.
And all because of you,
for you!

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