Ensanguined Songtext
von Sentience

We don′t know what it is
To fucking suffer
We take a life
Just to take another

Just because it's so ingrained
Doesn′t mean we can't refrain
This is everything we've made
Our money makes slaves


Not your flesh
Not your pain
Not our flesh
Not our gain
Raped and pillaged
forced to breed
All this pain
For your bloodstained greed
Our reign of terror ends here

No longer shall the blood
Of the innocent
Remain on our hands
Make a stand
Wash the blood off our hands