Avarice from Avarice by Fire From Heaven
Tracklist
| 2. | Avarice | 5:21 |
Lyrics
The avarice never ends
I want that, I want this
Come a little closer
Let me tell you something
It will all end up
In the trash!
Silver bells ring, and the empty hearts scream
A death pledge binds the “so called” free
Saints sellout to the doom market’s throne
A devouring hunger, eats the heart and mind
All hail, the avarice
Deck the malls with blood red lies
Fa-la-la-la-la the profiteers cry
Tis the season to sell lies
Fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la spread your lies!
Deck the malls with blood red lies
Tis the season to sell lies at a bargain price!
Woe to the merchants, woe to the thieves!
Woe to the shepherds who sell their sheep!
The scroll is torn, twisted, forlorn!
The Lamb betrayed, the altar reviled.
Babylon sings with the harlot’s voice,
Drunk on riches, drunk on lies and blood
Her cup is full, her lies overflow,
The nation bows down to hail
Queen Babylon! Queen Avarice!
Avarice, the avarice never ends!
I want that, I want this!
Consume like the abyss
Avarice, the avarice never ends
I want that, I want this
All consuming like the pit!
We set the manger ablaze and we watch it burn
Let artificial light shine so the stars grow dim
Wise men sell their wisdom to fools for desecration
Consummation of truth and lies, for the greatest profit
False flames, false lights, false kings and queens arise
Bringing a covenant of debt, bound by lies in a pretty disguise.
Chaos, distrust, havoc reigns in the gathering places
A time set apart to celebrate the greatest gift spent in greed and abyssal lust!
Silver bells ring, and the empty hearts scream
(Feed me, feed me!)
A death pledge binds the “so called” free
(Free me, free me!)
A devouring hunger, eats the heart and mind
Poverty of mind, broken down and exploited
A loss of meaning, eats the soul away
Lowness of mind, broken down and exploited
Deck the malls with blood red lies
Fa-la-la-la-la the profiteers cry
Tis the season to sell lies
Fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la Spread your lies!
Deck the malls with blood red lies
Tis the season to sell lies at bargain price!
Avarice!
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I prefer to do more and say less, so I'll keep this short.
I write heavy riffs and tell epic tales, I also wouldn't be metal If I didn't throw in some Defiant Metal trashtalking from time to time (mostly towards gatekeepers)