Revolt of the Weak - Stillbirth

Sitting in a dark cell

In a dark cell

Waiting for the doomsday

For the doomsday

Your body is just a

Human resource

The weak will be slaughtered

Without remorse

You are just the cannon fodder

Served as the frightened prey

Your life has an expiring date

And your time

And your time is over now

Time is over now

The

Sun rays pretend the way

But

It’s just a trap

You

Won’t see the next day

Only minutes left, no regretting

And your worthless life, please, no praying

Will come to an end, it’s too late

You won’t see no tomorrow

No chance for survival

And you know you will die alone

Die alone

Seeing all the numbers

All the numbers

Scratched into the naked

Naked torsos

Opens up your eyes

You are not the only

Not the only one

But you are running out of time

The crowd gets into euphoria

As the first screams shrill and release

All the pent-up anger

But your will for survival is stronger

Stronger than ever

Unite the numbers for a revolt of

Revolt of the weak

Every chapter of this journey

Is filled with blood

Security guards can’t hold you

Can’t hold you back

Freedom within reach

Freedom for eternity

Never again

Never again slavery

Destruction in pure form

Controlled by the voice of motherfucking

Fear and pain, illusion

Of freedom bursts as the flesh eater appears

With his legendary grim reaper

Blood drains down as this bastard

Kills half of the revolters and strikes them back

Your hope is flying away with the wind