Feed On The Fallen Lyrics
Pain them not, but crush their headsFront's no longer farExplosions ceaseless areYou're going downFollowing orderto bring disorderonce we have crossed the borderIt has cost a thousand menyet we form and strike againWe feed on the fallenWe weed out the weakWe prosper on the fallenand the feebles we do seekWe practise proxy warfareRapidly the warriors decreaseSoon alone and living is a breezeFollowing orderto bring disorderIt has cost a thousand menyet we form and strike againBlood is easily soldfor the price of solid goldWe've killed them all thenempowered by the fallen
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