Hate - Resurrection Machine

In this sadness we rot In the graveyard of immortals We're reborn, we've seen the light Of the mourning sun-rise! Hold the curse of mortality Death comes down on the flesh Once we used to be tyrants Now we're icons of pain and regret Tired faded words that once held identity Embrace now your destiny Lift your wings! Let the drums play louder To the silence beyond our fate There's bloodshed up there On the cross to celebrate, yea! Our bodies lie cold Inside coffins of gold and silk Once we used to be tyrants Now we're icons of pain to be burned... Tired faded souls come embrace now your destiny Cast down mortality, lift your wings and be free No death to come, wash away the agony Restore thy identity... Awaken from mortality Let me be your crucified god Million souls to steal By the resurrection machine We hail downfall! we hail the pain! We serve the rain of black tears And blood of the innocent spilled Without us you'll fade You'll not remain Cause we're one blood and soul Of the same machine Let me be your crucified god... We hail downfall! we hail the pain! We serve the rain of black tears And blood of the innocent spilled Without us you'll fade You'll not remain Cause we're one blood and soul Of the same machine Let me be your crucified god...