The Hunger

We become, erupt in violence
Destroy the silence
Our time has come (Go!)
We are the outcasted ancient descendants
The ones who’ve been calling and
Would you still die for the dead yet still living
Starved of a time that’s now come
We are the children, the hungry children
We become, erupt in violence
Seduce the silence
Our time has come (Go!)
We are the kindred
Hell’s ancient descendants
Slaves begging the night not to go
Would you still die for?
The dead yet still living
Starved of a life that’s now gone
We are the children, the hungry children
We become
The blood quench the hunger
The blood quench the hunger
The blood quench the hunger