Текст песни Nothing

I scrape my name off the seven sins of excess

I hang my pickled brain on the rusty nail of success

I scratch my sodden, sin-stained eyes

I scratch my sodden, sin-stained eyes

With the suffering of my kin and kind

With the suffering of my kin and kind

With the suffering my killing's kind

My killing kind

My killing kind

My killing's kind

My killing's kind

I wanna know how you feel from the inside out

I wanna know how it feels out of my sinside on your inside

I'm on the inside
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This is the anthem of the dispossessed

This is the endless chain that sprouts aggression

This is the bigotry that grows and grows into oppression

I am the poison water that lies within your well

These words are wind though you wear them well

The wretched blade turns to your wrists

Endows it with it's special gifts

I scratch my sodden, sin-stained eyes

I scratch my sodden, sin-stained eyes

With the suffering of my killing kind

My killing kind

My killing kind

My killing's kind

My killing's kind