New World Torture Songtext / Lyric

We are the underground

They know nothing of our sound

We are the underground

They know nothing of our sound



This one's for the pigs at the top

You know nothing of us

You know nothing of us

We're in the gutter singing

We won't give up

With our fingers crossed

Baptised in blood

Sick of watching with our mouths sewn shut



Raise the flag, sound alarms

Look at the state of me, you, us



Brainwashed...



Are you skeptic?

Born and bred, negative?

Are you dead set suffering?

Giving up?






Are you spoon fed?

Coughing up the ignorance?

Are you brain dead?

Loathing, pulling at teeth?



Kill or cure

This is new world torture

Kill or cure

This is new world torture



If we have to kill the living to live

Prescribe plague and clean our slates with disease

(We won't follow)

They'll lead us straight to the grave

(There's no sorrow)

Convinced the answer's in the dust and debris

This is new world torture



We're fighting fighting with fighting

Our unity is divided

This is the system declining on us

Put a nail in my coffin and light it up

Our condition is critical



We're fighting fighting with fighting

Our unity is divided

This is the system declining on us

Put a nail in my coffin and light it up

Our condition is critical



If we have to kill the living to live

Prescribe plague and clean our slates with disease

(We won't follow)

They'll lead us straight to the grave

(There's no sorrow)

Convinced the answer's in the dust and debris



If we have to kill the living to live

Prescribe plague and clean our slates with disease

(We won't follow)

They'll lead us straight to the grave

(There's no sorrow)

Convinced the answer's in the dust and debris



Seamless as it was

Before the winter came

The trenches will shelter our young

While we ration, others save



We came paired for the worst

Frantic, out of luck

Chosen by our tragedies

To make the best of us

To make the best of us