Sin Society – C-drone-defect – letras

We’re so eager to make this place like hellWe’re so genious to enslave this world so wellThe scourge of man and Babylon’s whoreThere’s no need for a scapegoat anymoreWe crave for oil, land money and mightWe go to war when a thought seems rightWe leave no chance to conquer and spreadMaybe we forgot what we shouldn’t forgetSo, God, where is your flood right nowThe great extermination showGod is dead, we’re the winnersIncomprehensible lucky sinners