Artist: The Undead

Primitively Existing Bondslaves

Slaves of morbid fate
The main part of human race
No sense is in their behavior
No thoughts reflected upon the face

[chorus:] [2x]
Rule them! They wait for your tyranny
Kill them! They are ready to die for you

Their life's so primitive
Dark rooms, poisoned roughage
No needs to care about them
Take the advantages of the bondage

[solo]

Rule them! They wait for your tyranny
Kill them! They are ready to die for you
Rule them! They wait for your tyranny
Kill them! They are ready to die for you

[solo]

I am the one who hides alone
Among them masqueraden for long
Creeping in cracks of your stupidity
Hating your goddamn standards

Rule them! They wait for your tyranny
Kill them! They are ready to die for you
Rule them! They wait for your tyranny
Kill them! They are ready to die for you

I don't care the means of your fears...