Can you hear the calling Can you feel the end Can you sense the fear This is the house of death Can you hear the pain Can you feel the sorrow Can you sense the plague This is the house of death
Mothers crying Fathers lying Killing children, unholy sacrificing On the altar of gluttony How much more do you have to feed To satisfy your greed
Choosing to see what you want to believe I know the guilt will burn your skin You turned your back on me A thousand times I hope you struggle to sleep I hope you struggle to breathe
Die by the fire Die by desire Die by the hand of shame
The higher the tower, the thicker the smog You knew, you did nothing
Can you hear the calling Can you feel the end Can you sense the fear This is the house of death Can you hear the pain Can you feel the sorrow Can you sense the plague This is the house of death
Die by the fire Die by desire Die by the hand of shame
Profiteers of damnation Complicit in our exploitation Your justifications are bullshit You knew, you did nothing
