Out of the house, beyond the stones of eternal pain
Across the orgasmic veins of the city, circle of death
Unchained as we are, wolves of humanity's ancestral fears
The walls, the useless, they stand in my eyes open
The taste of blood, the sign of war
Never look behind, my body is so tired
I wanna die
Why is she crying?
Shut up bitch
A kind of me
Never I'll betray
Run my love
Save yourself from this chaos
The flames, the crowd, the new gods
They're marching our plains
Dispensing aesthetic death
Oh, my breath
Infernal sickness
Nothingness, I am alone
The walls, the bricks, a girl, oh God
Never stop, the walls, destroy
Fucking little bitch die, and die
Out of the house, beyond the stones of eternal pain
Across the orgasmic veins of the city, circle of death
Unchained as we are, wolves of humanity's ancestral fears
The walls, the useless, they stand in my eyes open
Friends of misfortune mustn't leave me here
Run my love
Save yourself from this chaos
The flames, the crowd, the new gods
Friends of misfortune mustn't leave me here
Run my love
Save yourself from this chaos
The flames, the crowd, the new gods
Je jouis, je saigne, je meurs, je vis
Je pleure, j'ai envie de vomir
Va t'en
Pourquoi es-tu venu?
Laisse moi hurler
Demain peut-etre, qui sait?
Tu ne sais rien et moi tout
I know all
Je n'en peux plus, j'en ai assez
Je me suis brule les yeux et j'ai peur
J'ai peur
J'ai peur
J'ai peur
A line of cars, red and white, and this piece of steel which hurts me in my stomach
Out of the house, beyond the stones of eternal pain
Across the orgasmic veins of the city, circle of death
Unchained as we are, wolves of humanity's ancestral fears
The walls, the useless, they stand in my eyes open
Nothingness, I am alone
The walls, the bricks, a girl, oh God
Never stop, the walls, destroy
Fucking little bitch die, and die
Run my love, run my love
Save yourself from this chaos
The flames, the crowd, the new gods
They're marching our plains
Dispensing decoration
Run my love
Save yourself from this chaos
The flames, the crowd, the new gods
They're marching our plains
Dispensing aesthetic death
Oh, my breath
Infernal sickness
