Текст песни
This is the age of the dead
The generation of pagan and self-led
You can feel the bones shatter beneath our feet
The blood of lust staining our teeth
We feed on pain (pain), disorder (disorder), delusion (delusion)
The filth of the modern plague
And in this reign of godlessness, the heathens will say
Tie this around your neck
Tie this around your neck
Tie this around your neck
Tie this around your neck
Fool
Save your breath, my son
Just carry on home
Time will prey on you
And take you through Hell
I've heard every empty line
Every curse, every word that you redefine
I will turn my back on the coming storm
Won't lie in the grave, I will be reborn
They say
Tie this around your neck
Tie this around your neck
Tie this around your neck
Tie this around your neck
Fool
Save your breath, my son
Just carry on home
Time will prey on you
And take you through Hell
Confusion reigns
Pride of the hopeless herd
Blind to the will, blind to the word
They will drown in the rule of man
Helpless and alone
Save your breath, my son
Just carry on home
Time will prey on you
And take you through Hell
They say
Tie this around your neck
Tie this around your neck
Fool
Tie this around your neck
Tie this around your neck
Fool!
Fool
Fool