Number of Lyrics in Album : 8
By Dying Fetus, Born, a human life into this world.
Dead, the sad result
By Dying Fetus, Who does the earth belong to?
The human termites spreading lies.
The
By Dying Fetus, Don't fucking turn away, ‘cause I think we've got a
By Dying Fetus, Turn your back and take a look
at what the world
By Dying Fetus, Don't look back, nothing's left but the blood-red text on
By Dying Fetus, Profits are the powermad's motivating force.
Just a greedy aspiration to
By Dying Fetus, The media is a tool designed to mold us into
By Dying Fetus, One by one, the young will fall, indoctrinating process growing.
Some