Luyện nghe bài hát After the Eulogy

Written off in the obituary
What to us?
Where's anger? Where's your fucking rage?
Watered senses lost

Lazy denial and self gratified
A tradition passed down to our blood stained

Give in, up

Contented to strive for new worthless
We miss our potential for action and
Contended to lie in our vomit
Suggesting arrangements while others are

Stand up, fight

How many starving
to die on our front doorsteps?
How dying millions
Have to crawl to our doorsteps?

Where's your anger? Where's your rage?
Watered down senses
your anger? Where's your fucking rage?

Content and corrupted, and disgusting
Dig a hole, all over, forget the words
And intentions unless we rise
Tear it down,