My Own Grave все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы

The corroded society of hypocrites, where human weakness is refined.
Carnal behavior rules supreme yet the beast remains denied.
Dust to dust when will you crush the crumbling cross?
Wrap the rope tight and send them to their graves.

Wormtungue preachers, falsehood vows.
Lambs to slaughter, into your fold.

Tattered tapestries woven by the hands of terror.
The texture of dread carved deep, nailed in.
Drifting in between unconsciousness and death.
Chain-connected hooks scraping at the bone.

Dread is the wood of which we build our caskets.
Passitivity where once adrenaline controlled.
A secret song at the center of the world.