The Hate Within Songtext
von Within Oblivion

Ingrained memories
Cesspool of breeding
Breeding of fucking rats
Carved into my flesh is the story
Of those that suffered before me

Tainted by the pain and wrath of torture
Pray beneath the cross
Carved into my flesh is the story
Of those that suffered before me

You better to hope to get right
Gradients of darkness to light
From the source to the fountain
Bring the prey to the bite

Rite of passage
Rite of passage
Rite


You think you′re
Blessed
You think you're blessed
You think you′re blessed
Blessed
Blessed
Blessed

False figures made to stare through a window
Sleep
In the crevices
Survival instinct induced by the concrete
Railroad tracks where I was birthed to a goddess
Her tainted garden bares the fruit of misery
Sleep
In the crevices
Survival instinct induced by the concrete
Railroad tracks where I was birthed to a goddess (Goddess)
Born to filth

Enter the void
Eternal void
Within oblivion
Confined to walls inside your mind
Imprisonment


A sacrifice
Beating the drum
Of cosmic
Entropy
Of mortal man
Flawed from the start
A bag of meat

Devour your ego
Let them judge
They're just judging themselves
A serpent eats itself
Eats itself
Eats itself

Break away
From these heavy chains
Fulfill your destiny