Wretched Mankind

Текст песни Christian Death - Wretched Mankind

No pleasure in tears
Let not your eye cast a shadow
On the silhouette of this filth planet
Shun the pale

Even though the earth tumbles beneath your swaggering stride
Even though disappointment screams through the circle of your mind
Even though you have been smitten five or six million times
By the bastards of mankind

When destiny bears the fruit of truth
On our luck we'll be bound
To walk, seven stepping
Stand tall

Even though the plague of maledictions surrounds you
Even though the scorners bless you with their dismal pride
Even though you are condemned to exist by the rules
By the bastards of mankind

And when they tell you
The little white lie
By the righteous dead's
Devils and the
You just go around saying, "Fuck 'em!"

Fuck 'em!