Wumpscut Lyrics

Album: Bunker Gate Seven

Dying Culture (Second Movement) Lyrics

Dying culture, don't abuse me, you'll need me soon

Fighting for you, I'll tear up your bodies

Taste the sweet smell of blood

Slow death I cause and nightmares I bring

Dying culture, no more money counts

Only a fear of senseless praying

Dying culture, dying culture, dying culture.....

Your blood on my hands

Nightmare, nightmare, blood on my hands

Culture, culture, culture, culture

Dying culture, was there an ending, what was on your mind

Your own breed collapsed, suffered from cancer

Taste the sweet smell of plague

Dying culture, it's the last time I squirt the poison of truth

Into your swelled body, In your swelled body.....

Dying culture, dying culture, dying culture.....

Your blood on my hands

Nightmare, nightmare, blood on my hands

culture, culture, culture, culture

No one will stop me, the blossom of death

So feel my cape covering mankind

No one will stop me, the blossom of death

So feel my cape covering mankind

Dying culture, dying culture, dying culture.....

Your blood on my hands

Blood on my hands, blood on my hands

On my hands

Dying culture, your blood on my hands

Fuck you

Dying culture, dying culture, dying culture

Your blood on my hands

On my hands