Leeches Lyrics

Feeding on hate like leeches

Willing to kill, but not willing to die

And now the sun has darkened

You hope in vain for the light to come

For the light to come

The power machine of ideology and beliefs

Thorns of the modern worlds

Empty minds

Following the shepherd

Who's leading to the slaughter

A sense of purpose filled with blood and death

A sense of purpose filled with blood and death

Let the jackals do the rest

Let the rats crawl out their nest

Let the jackals do the rest

Our hearts have turned to stone

Our dreams now made of gold

Our hearts have turned to stone

Our dreams now made of gold

Of gold

The children of the night are singing

The ultimate death song

A death song

Grab a shell and hear the echoes of hell

Grab a shell and hear the echoes of hell

Grab a shell and hear the echoes of hell

Grab a shell and hear the echoes of hell