Spend the days in the sewers
Only moving in the night
Hiding from radiation
Spreading decay and blight
See the freaks in the shadows
Stalkers of the unknown
They seek the meat on your body
To make trophy’s of bone
To be lord of the wasteland
To be king of the streets
All hail the lord of the cage
Where everyone bleeds
To be lord of the dead lands
To be the king of the creeps
All hail the lord of the pit
Where all the corpsеs sleep
Feel the pain of the fallout
See the thе blood as it burns
Feel the air as it trembles
As your subjects will yearn
The world is still burning
As we fight for the scraps
Out here on the wasteland
Every knife hits your back
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Carnalvore Lyrics – Wasteland Empire
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