The Fall Of Men - Dagoba
Men fall over and over again
They gave us millions of reasons to hate them
Like fire needs fuel to exist
Consuming our faith the burning remains
They pushed the men straight away to their fall
Fall
Be f**ked or be roasted
Be f**ked or be roasted
Be f**ked or be roasted
Sins feed the fire
Seven billion souls for sale
Thrown into a war we've already lost
People fighting hard to be on the frontline
We don't give a f**k for their gratitude
We don't wanna be the ones they want us to be
Be
Be f**ked or be roasted
Be f**ked or be roasted
Be f**ked or be roasted
Sins feed the fire
Be f**ked or be roasted
Be f**ked or be roasted
Be f**ked or be roasted
Feel the flames
They're fighting fire with alcohol -but-
Face the truth: the end begins
Puking black ink acid and sh*t; spitting b******t piss and lies
Miss your home: girl whiskey and pills and your favorite requiem
Don't trust them don't fear them ignore them f**k them and be roasted
Then feel the flames
