Kilgrin: The Closing Cycle


Do you feel like going for a fight?
Well you ain't no exception
In this broken world we live
Filled with broken souls, having nothing to give
Take all you can, yeah
Break all you can, yeah
Slay all you can, yeah
Who could've thought it all up?

Greed is our new religion
Feed it and the hunger gets bigger
Fortune is the name of god
Worship it and strangers turn to blood

Your fight is an unending rampage
Built of hatred and greed
We're like animals, sickly beasts
Always after some maniac feasts
Eat all you can, yeah
Drink all you can, yeah
Screw all you can, yeah
Do it like there was gonna be no tomorrow
But of course it came
A new fight to take
The game getting sicker
And the loop goes on

Greed is our new religion
Feed it and the hunger gets bigger
Fortune is the name of god
Worship it and strangers turn to blood

This is it, where it's all gone to
This is it, don't you see
Denying it just brings up the pain
And there is just, just nothing to gain

my heart is heavy, there are no magic words,
no prayers that could save the world
if you need to see to believe, but can't believe what you see
go on and close your eyes and open your mind

The last silent moments before the end
The sight's so beautiful, it's like tears should be shed
The eve of destruction makes the hours feel like days
The night goes on and on, shall the last morning break?

We're stealing, we're murdering, we're raping our own world
There is no god, there is no meaning, there is no greater good
We're slaves, in a maze, blinded by our own hate
And it's killed, oh it's killed the thing we called
Love