Nation of Flies lyrics
by RITUAL
Nation of sheep. Nation of swine
Nation of wolves. All dressed in white
A nation to cherish golden sky
Playing the good old game of live-and-die
Nation of sin. Nation of bad signs
A nation of saints claims to be the crucified
A nation blessed with blinded eyes
Welcome to the nation of flies
Deny
We’re waiting for your faith to die
Deny
Let it die