SISYPHUS LYRICS

1. Three Cheers For The Firing Squad

[Instrumental]

2. Culture Of Violence

Lay down listen carefully now my son
Let me sing you a lullaby of blood
Sacred the flames tight to our chests
Engulf our bodies with the holy flare

Bow to your god kneel before death wrists wide open
Swallowed by fire destroy your brother
Cut throat spill the blood of your own son
Grasp the blade that makes you a man
Culture of violence culture of violence
Sacred the flames tight to our chests
Engulf our bodies with the holy flare
Bow down

3. Creatures Under The Sun

Hell isn't dark it’s bright as the sun
It comes for us in broad-light from above the skies to burn
Human existence fading away glory to ashes now
Carve our blood into the ground
Crushing and killing our will to be humans butchering our hearts with despair
Tempting the giants from the sacred sky calling the vultures to come

Dignity failed giving us a place for hope
Fear the calm that’s when our god will come
The streets are extended gutters and the gutters are full of blood
And when the drains finally scab over all the vermin will drown

The accumulated filth of all their sex and murder will foam up about their waists
And all the whores and politicians will look up and shout "save us!"
I’ll look down and I’ll whisper No

4. Mother Of Misery

Die let your children die
Let them burn in the fields of hunger
Starve their souls with lies
A world of men who laugh
Mother of misery offer your own flesh

The dead walk this earth
With giant steps horror is among us
A horse that rides the world
The mother of all tombs
Mother of all tombs make me your god

5. War Manufacture

Rape the earth to feed the steel
An endless river of blood will crown our kings
Lonesome affair of fury and blood streams of sorrow
My fingers cannot feel the earth
The grinding mind of war has pierced my head
Sick womb pile up our bodies
Burnt men feed the hunger of a breathing breeding death machine







SISYPHUS LYRICS