Feed Them to the Pigs Lyrics

This is life,
This is life as,
As a consequence.
This apathy is murderous.

Hope is dead,
Buried by regret,
I love for nothing,
And die here for even less.

This is the path we've chosen,
Our mind and our future left to rot.

These lives are worth nothing,
Our lives worth nothing,
Fuck.

As we watch our dreams turn into dust,
Into dust.

On these cold sheets,
Beneath this hollow corpse of a life.
They walk in shadows,
And they're feeding us our lives.

We are the walking dead,
Hearts and mimickers of unanswered dreams
We are afflicted in the blood of a lost generation

They're deceased and forgotten,
The voiceless and consumed.
We're buried and broken,
And we're rising again.

So this is life,
And words are worthless.
We've clawed our way back,
You can't destroy this,
'cause we've got nothing left to lose.
These hate-filled hearts keep burning,
We push against the grain,
And we won't turn back.

Onto the teeth,
Born from the shadows,
Burning for revenge.

Revenge.

We're burning for revenge