Тексты песен Whitechapel

Tell me all the things you want I shall prove myself among the wise I have failed you Grant my wish I beg of thee For I have done all the deeds you have asked of me That whimpering wretched whore who

I, machine have woke to my insides exposed to others like me These insides are not like the anatomy of what I once was Excruciating, this pain is excruciating I am nothing but root and uselessness in

Open up your eyes Prove the point that is sworn to me Even blind ones see through your story Begin on me oh mighty one Destroy me with the powers that be I'm still standing here My heart still beats a

We march It seems as though years have passed Since I have seen the light of day I can hear the sounds of tortured souls Begging for their life I am forsaken I cannot be forsaken We march Perfectly al

There is a place where the seas flow deep red. Sounds of the night, our ears have eternally wed. Where every hero lay slain. For the sunlight dies and the night remains. The light of a million fires c