Sentient Cancer Songtext
von Woundvac

Breed the herd
Unbalanced, unwilling to smother the fire
Flesh for fuel, stones for stepping
A cloud of hate to keep us from forgetting
Who in the world waged a war on our "perfect nation"
Indulging in the sickness, unconscious of true feeling
Motivational collapse
Incite the rage - force a relapse
At peace when at war, when at war within itself
Trapped on a crust between the flames
A looming grave to absorb all trace
Time will tear at our bodies until the fuse with the dirt
Descend into the mantle to fuel the core
Live long for your government


Live long with a gun in your hand
Don′t bite the hand that feeds the cannon fodder
Because this is a war - a war that will end all wars
Fore it wont end at all
Live as you've learnt in life and love
But don′t forsake your God
Don't forsake your God
Live long with a gun in your hand
But don't forsake your God
March on the sentient cancer
Force a scream as the oxygen
From your lungs fuels the fire that′s burning you alive
I choke and I spit, I spasm and twitch
My limbs become stiff as my tendons restrict