Bittersweet Feast Lyrics
| Song | Bittersweet Feast |
| Artist | Nevermore |
| Album | This Godless Endeavor |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Dane, Smyth | |
| Please let me help you bury your dead | |
| They've made the incision and driven their industry's waste in your head | |
| The pyres in the distance glow beyond the haze | |
| The hypocrites bear witness to the end of days | |
| This is your final warning, a war on freewill is coming | |
| This disillusion, this ignorant display | |
| Defies solution and emasculates disdain | |
| The sheep march to the fire and wait to host the flies | |
| Their greedy little maggots clean the wounds with pride | |
| This is your final warning, a war on freewill is coming | |
| They feast on the meat in bittersweet denial | |
| And swallow the blood of poisoned truths | |
| They pick at the meat, a bittersweet feast for all the liars | |
| In idle servitude the worker pig so sad | |
| The lizards in wither have risen to censor the thoughts in your head | |
| The sheep are stoned and quiet choking on the lies | |
| The lizards feed the fire without compromise | |
| This is your final warning, a war on freewill is coming | |
| They feast on the meat in bittersweet denial | |
| And swallow the blood of poisoned truths | |
| They pick at the meat, their bittersweet feast | |
| Begging forgiveness in denial, your misery shows it's face | |
| You drown in your weakness, the plasphemous river washes away your mistakes | |
| Please let me help you bury your dead | |
| They've made the incision and driven their industry's waste in your head | |
| This is your final warning, the holocaust of thought is dawning | |
| They feast on the meat in bittersweet denial | |
| And swallow the blood of poisoned truths | |
| They pick at the meat, their bittersweet feast | |
| A bittersweet feast for all the liars |
| zuo ci : Dane, Smyth | |
| Please let me help you bury your dead | |
| They' ve made the incision and driven their industry' s waste in your head | |
| The pyres in the distance glow beyond the haze | |
| The hypocrites bear witness to the end of days | |
| This is your final warning, a war on freewill is coming | |
| This disillusion, this ignorant display | |
| Defies solution and emasculates disdain | |
| The sheep march to the fire and wait to host the flies | |
| Their greedy little maggots clean the wounds with pride | |
| This is your final warning, a war on freewill is coming | |
| They feast on the meat in bittersweet denial | |
| And swallow the blood of poisoned truths | |
| They pick at the meat, a bittersweet feast for all the liars | |
| In idle servitude the worker pig so sad | |
| The lizards in wither have risen to censor the thoughts in your head | |
| The sheep are stoned and quiet choking on the lies | |
| The lizards feed the fire without compromise | |
| This is your final warning, a war on freewill is coming | |
| They feast on the meat in bittersweet denial | |
| And swallow the blood of poisoned truths | |
| They pick at the meat, their bittersweet feast | |
| Begging forgiveness in denial, your misery shows it' s face | |
| You drown in your weakness, the plasphemous river washes away your mistakes | |
| Please let me help you bury your dead | |
| They' ve made the incision and driven their industry' s waste in your head | |
| This is your final warning, the holocaust of thought is dawning | |
| They feast on the meat in bittersweet denial | |
| And swallow the blood of poisoned truths | |
| They pick at the meat, their bittersweet feast | |
| A bittersweet feast for all the liars |
| zuò cí : Dane, Smyth | |
| Please let me help you bury your dead | |
| They' ve made the incision and driven their industry' s waste in your head | |
| The pyres in the distance glow beyond the haze | |
| The hypocrites bear witness to the end of days | |
| This is your final warning, a war on freewill is coming | |
| This disillusion, this ignorant display | |
| Defies solution and emasculates disdain | |
| The sheep march to the fire and wait to host the flies | |
| Their greedy little maggots clean the wounds with pride | |
| This is your final warning, a war on freewill is coming | |
| They feast on the meat in bittersweet denial | |
| And swallow the blood of poisoned truths | |
| They pick at the meat, a bittersweet feast for all the liars | |
| In idle servitude the worker pig so sad | |
| The lizards in wither have risen to censor the thoughts in your head | |
| The sheep are stoned and quiet choking on the lies | |
| The lizards feed the fire without compromise | |
| This is your final warning, a war on freewill is coming | |
| They feast on the meat in bittersweet denial | |
| And swallow the blood of poisoned truths | |
| They pick at the meat, their bittersweet feast | |
| Begging forgiveness in denial, your misery shows it' s face | |
| You drown in your weakness, the plasphemous river washes away your mistakes | |
| Please let me help you bury your dead | |
| They' ve made the incision and driven their industry' s waste in your head | |
| This is your final warning, the holocaust of thought is dawning | |
| They feast on the meat in bittersweet denial | |
| And swallow the blood of poisoned truths | |
| They pick at the meat, their bittersweet feast | |
| A bittersweet feast for all the liars |
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