The Hunger

We become

Erupt in violence

Destroy the silence

Our time has come

Go



We are the outcasted, ancient descendents

The ones who've been calling and

Would you still die for the dead, yet still living

Starved of a time that's now come, whoa-oh



We are the children

The hungry children



We become

Erupt in violence

Seduce the silence

Our time has come

Go



We are the kindred, hell's ancient descendent slaves

Begging the night not to go

Would you still die for the dead, yet still living

Starved of a life that's now gone, whoa-oh



We are the children

The hungry children



We become

Blood quench the hunger

You want it, you need it

Blood quench the hunger

You want it, you need it

Blood quench the hunger

You want it, you need it



Oh, whoa


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