Abysmalia - Wolves Among Wolves Lyrics
Welcome the serpent tongues, those wanton foolsUnfurling their sickness via immoral toolsInfest, infect, invade our privacyVIOLATE - the abscess ready to burstThey throng in crowd to purgeUntil blood begins to surgeWolves among wolvesBow down on leeches, kneel before the kingsSons of perdition claim their pestilent wingsConfined in corruption, unified we standBLOODBATH - ashes of our kingdom drown in sandWe throng in crowd to purgeAnd the blood remains to surgeWe are an obsolete creation - evolve or retreatWelcome to the hell of your very own - (on demand) we're wolves amongWolves"So that is what hell is.I would never have believed it.You remember: the fire and brimstone, the torture.Ah! the farce. There is no need for torture: hell is other people."["No Exit" by Jean-Paul Sartre]You betray the ones who stand right next to youAnd slit the throats (that are) devouring all your truthsAnd when the judgement day is close at handANNIHILATE - your throne is on the list of demandWe throng in crowd to purgeAs the lies won't cease to mergeWe are an obsolete creation - evolve or retreatWelcome to the hell of your very own - (on demand) we're wolves amongWolves
