Pathetic - Bataclan Lyrics


Friday the thirteenth

City of lights

Flow of refugees

Spawns migrant disease

Decades of conflict

Erupts amongst filth

Violence on the streets

Racial tensions unleashed

Kill the patron of Isreal

Covered In blood

Dragging the dead

Butchery and intifada

Raped with knive

Severed genitals

Suicide mission to the West

Islamic death cult

Spilling oceans of blood

Flow forth biblical flood

We are the weak

The soft and spineless

Well sell our countrymen

For public approval

We have no culture

Or country of our own

Curse our forefathers

Relieve us their memory