Dying Culture (Second Movement) lyrics

Song information

Artist: Wumpscut
Album: Bunker Gate Seven

Lyrics

"I'm interrupting something, you were explaining jack, how we'd be better off without him around here" *
Dying culture don't abuse me you'll need me soon
Fighting for you I'll tear up your bodies taste the sweet smell of blood
Slow death I cause
And nightmares I bring dying culture
No more money counts only a fear of senseless praying
Dying culture dying culture dying culture dying culture
Dying culture dying culture dying culture dying culture
Your blood's on my hands
Dying culture was there an ending what was on your mind
Your own breed collapsed
Suffered from cancer
Taste the sweet smell of plague
Dying culture it's the last time
I squirt the poison of truth into your swelled body
Dying culture your blood's on my hands
No one will stop me the blossom of death
So feel my cape covering mankind
Dying culture your blood's on my hands on my hands
Fuck you dying culture dying culture
Dying culture your blood's on my hands
* sample from the movie patriot games. other sound-samples from the short movie le bunker de la dernière rafale