The Final Burden - Processor lyrics

Get in line, one by one

One after the other

We are playing the robot game

I have been here before, my mind is appearing to recollect itself

Where is there a place that shuns away

Those That Have not seen the light

A place where there is only truth and no other is looked upon

Here it goes again, like feeding meat to the wolves

We throw our intellect to waste

Empty our bullshit on the riches of the earth

Empty our bullshit on the riches of the earth

Breathe for a second

Breathe for a second

Breathe for a second

Breathe for a second

Tortured beings are more likely to burn

We are the sheep to the shepherd, the shepherd of shit

Murder the faithful

Pillage the village

And sacrifice their heads to me

Pain in their stomachs will bring forth the phlegm

Their balls on a platter to feast upon their children

Sped Up the process of elimination and seek the smell of rotten good

Pain in their stomachs will bring forth the phlegm

Their balls on a platter to feast upon their children

Tortured beings are more likely to burn

Breathe for a second