Lyrics
A sermon raved
Of hate and desperation
The streets all paved
In pain and decimation
Towers of rot
Inhaling corruption
We
The chosen lot
Embrace the disruption
Caught under pressure of the grinding wheel
Empathy is lost when there is nothing to feel
The dead are talking
Spewing disease
The dead are all walking
Walking with me
Just its nature
To subvert and repulse
Undermine the structure
To writhe and convulse
Caught under the pressure of the grinding wheel
Empathy is lost when there is nothing to feel
The dead are talking
Spewing disease
The dead are all walking
Walking with me
They whisper their secrets
Into the wind
While they laugh and mock
Behind skeletal grins
Far under neath
The crunching of bone
The gnashing of teeth
The grinding of stone
Caught under the pressure of the grinding wheel
Empathy is lost when there is nothing to feel
The dead are talking
Spewing disease
The dead are all walking
Walking with me
The dead are crying
Crying for me
The dead are lying
They’re all lying to me
Style
groove metal heavy dark. male vocals guitar solo double bass drumsmetal
Credits
Prompt by
WildAce664
WildAce664GeneratedMay 24, 2026
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