jacob whalen exile şarkı sözleri
Let us turn our backs
In scorn on the exile
He does not belong here
He does not belong
Let us kill his name
Wound the soul of the exile
He must not return here
He must not return here
Automated, overrated, everyone will know
Insulated, elevated, empty ugly soul
Their decimation, understated
When everything must go
In their
Inundating
Oscillating
Twisted horror show
Let us kill the love
In the soul of the exile
He must not live on here
He must not live on here
Our backs are turned
Do not return to us
Do not return
Be gone
