Criministers - Liquid Graveyard

Spreading venom in the name of progress

Threatening nations in the name of peace

Killing rivals in the name of success

Trading weapons in the name of fear

Executioners, masters of these decadent times

The virtual killers

Executioners, masters of these decadent times

The criministers

The sound of your sins is silver and grey

The colour of your words is sour and dense

The sound of your sins is silver and grey

The colour of your words is sour and dense

Rotten giants with gold behind their eyes

You sent them to a certain death

Shiny perverse smiles

Executioners, masters of these decadent times

The virtual killers

Executioners, masters of these decadent times

The criministers

Ignoble downfall, thy will be cursed

Thy kingdom drowned, all tyrants' fate