Our world is lost
We are cattle for the slaughterhouse
Our words are walls
Prisons of flesh all around us
The cursed day of a birth
Pulled by an invisible thread
Then cut into the darkness
Thrown into hell
May this world burn
May it turn to ashes
May this world burn
That's fine as it is
We open doors
And cross bridges
A long lonely way
And at the end
Disappear
The cursed day of a birth
A rope around the neck
Then cut into the darkness
Thrown into hell
Everything that lives and dies
Ends up in the same place
The same old songs
The same old faces
All gods are the same gods
With the same demonic smile
I heard a voice in the furious wind
A distant voice calling me
I thought they were angels
It was not them, it was not them
Ohhhh with the same demonic smile
I thought they were angels
And no it was not them,
No it was not them..."
May This World Burn Video (MV)
Performed By: A.C.O.D.
Language: English
Length: 7:15
Written by: Jérôme Grollier, Frédéric Peuchaud
A.C.O.D. - May This World Burn Lyrics
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English
Our world is lost
We are cattle for the slaughterhouse
Our words are walls
Prisons of flesh all around us
The cursed day of a birth
Pulled by an invisible thread
Then cut into the darkness
Thrown into hell
May this world burn
May it turn to ashes
May this world burn
That's fine as it is
We open doors
And cross bridges
A long lonely way
And at the end
Disappear
The cursed day of a birth
A rope around the neck
Then cut into the darkness
Thrown into hell
Everything that lives and dies
Ends up in the same place
The same old songs
The same old faces
All gods are the same gods
With the same demonic smile
I heard a voice in the furious wind
A distant voice calling me
I thought they were angels
It was not them, it was not them
Ohhhh with the same demonic smile
I thought they were angels
And no it was not them,
No it was not them..."
We are cattle for the slaughterhouse
Our words are walls
Prisons of flesh all around us
The cursed day of a birth
Pulled by an invisible thread
Then cut into the darkness
Thrown into hell
May this world burn
May it turn to ashes
May this world burn
That's fine as it is
We open doors
And cross bridges
A long lonely way
And at the end
Disappear
The cursed day of a birth
A rope around the neck
Then cut into the darkness
Thrown into hell
Everything that lives and dies
Ends up in the same place
The same old songs
The same old faces
All gods are the same gods
With the same demonic smile
I heard a voice in the furious wind
A distant voice calling me
I thought they were angels
It was not them, it was not them
Ohhhh with the same demonic smile
I thought they were angels
And no it was not them,
No it was not them..."
Writer: Jérôme Grollier, Frédéric Peuchaud
Copyright: Lyrics © Royalty Network
Copyright: Lyrics © Royalty Network