Slaughter of the Soul - At the Gates

Never again

On your forcefed illusions to choke

You feed off my pain

Feed off my life

There won’t be another dawn

Which will reap as we have sown

Always the same

My tired eyes have seen enough

Of all your lies

My hate is blind

Slaughter of the soul

Suicidal final art

Children — born of sin

Tear your soul apart

Never again

My tired eyes have seen enough

Of all your lies

My hate is blind

Slaughter of the soul

Suicidal final art

Children — born of sin

Tear your soul apart