Burial for the Living
CHRIS BEATTIE, JAMES SHANAHAN
No one can redeem themselves, no one can be saved. In a dying world filled with enslavement and endless apathy. A tortured past and not much future a tattered earth remains, destitute and alone in madness.
[chorus]
Burial for the living. Our earth stripped of wealth. Burial of the living. Our bodies
drained of life.
In a world full of enemies, I'm an enemy of the world. There is only so long we have to live, our dying days are spent waiting for history to repeat itself.
[chorus]
Our only hope is vengeance.
