The Stench Of Misery letra

Desperate times. Despair pushed us on our…Desperate times. Despair pushed us on our knees.
Bow down one too many times. Rising. Dead is our will to change this world.
Skin infected with the stench of misery. Wipe the dirt from your face.
Stand tall: rise to your feet. Fight for what's left.
Honour: it's not a word it's you and me. Stay strong: this war is real as your pain is.
Stand tall: rise to your feet. Fight for what's left. What's left…

Beneath the Massacre - Letras

• Absurd Hero
• Anomic
• Autonomous Mind
• Better Off Dead
• Bitter
• Black Tide
• Bottom Feeders
• Comforting Prejudice
• Condemned
• Damages
• Designed To Strangle
• Drill Baby Drill
• Flickering Light
• Grief
• Harvest Of Hate
• Hidden In Plain Sight
• Hopes
• Hunted
• It
• Left Hand
• Light
• Lithium Overdose
• Long Forgotten
• Modern Age Slavery
• Nevermore
• No Future
• Of Gods and Machines
• Our Common Grave
• Pedestal
• Procreating The Infection
• Profitable Killcount
• Regurgitated Lullaby For The Born Dead
• Reign Of Terror
• Return to Medusa
• Rise Of The Fearmonger
• Sleepless
• Society's Disposable Son
• Symptoms
• Tarnished Legacy
• The Casket You Sleep In
• The Invisible Hand
• The Stench Of Misery
• The Surface
• The System's Failure
• The Wasteland
• Totalitarian Hypnosis
• Treacherous
• Unheard
• Untitled