Rise Of The Melancholy Empire
There's always struggle hereWith senseless pain and murderNo mother's milk to sipNo innocence to nurture
May God be cruel to youMay he rain his hell upon you
We will grow strong from thisWe will not be defeatedHowever hard they tryOver and over and over a thousand times
Through all this sufferingAs fall turns into winterWe will be back againAnd grown in newfound numbers
May God be cruel to youMay he rain his hell upon you
We will grow strong from thisWe will not be defeatedHowever hard they tryOver and over and over a thousand times
We will grow strong from thisWe will not be defeatedHowever hard they tryOver and over and over a thousand times