Illyria - Kenopsia Lyrics

Tolerance - the virtue of lies
Exodus had warned us. Attila proved it right
The eternal city fell before and it will fall again
History repeats itself; we all suffer in the end

Took possession of the land
Lived in homes that we had built
Ate the fruits that we had plant
Mothers and children - raped and killed
The fathers were filled with apathy
And there's no one left to save
We suffered for the enemy
And we sent our infants to their grave

Debauchery - the hope of failures
Burgeoning depravity, just as sophisticated as it was vile
The mad men who rule sent the sane in exile

I feel it growing within, trapped within my lungs
Dormant for decades, to reclaim what was lost
They are only the axe in the hand of the wielder
And an axe is not accustomed to thoughts