Smear Merchants Songtext
von Fuzz Evil

They cast their filth in the center of people
The blade is sharp where are we bleeding from
Moms and dads in the dark end chapel
They say their prayers


Out they call with smirk and holler
Injecting fear, worship as their ink runs deep
I am the god of the print and the People
Hail the lords, serpents from the eye unseen
I will take the gig with a noose and a smile
I am saying prayers

In their wake the truth just dies in the dark
No truth No love No Hate its just us

I feel my brain is starting to rot
No truth, no love, No hate it′s just us

Onward march lets bring death to the merchants
Blood for gold goes hand in hand

Cast their chains let's make taste of their torment
Ash to ash and dust to sand