A dark age has befallen man. Power nations gear up for war. Welcome to a time of death. The eradication has begun. . Eyes melt into their holes. As they gaze at the brilliant light.
Stab it or grab it. Instant the burning. Of choices you make. Follow prophetic turnings. . Stinging the eyes. Out of every option. Go with the flow. A hideous notion.
In darkness embraced so dead still so near. Come walk towards the voices you fear. Let the impact of reality fade. Of what you don't believe, how could you be afraid.
A long dark tunnel. lies before me. through the pain of afterlife. i reach for the light. . What was shall be again. though in a different form. erased and blank.
Who watches the watchers. hiding behind the light. who'll pay for their crimes. will you die for their lies. the star and the crescent moon. symbol of slavery.
I put the 9mm Glock to your head. And gently squeeze the trigger. Blowing out your fucking brains. On the wall in all kind of crazy figures. . So what are you gonna do now?.
Since the dawn of time. It has reigned supreme. It's running through our veins. A primal legacy. . Deep within a blackened heart. . The surge of raw aggression.
Born without dying empty. Walk alone for a lifetime denied. Spark of life forever missing. A fear so vast it grows inside. . Soul bleeding never healing.
I love the smell of napalm in morning. . Indoctrination since early youth. Murder of the free thinking mind. Religion the root of all evil. The source of all suffering.
Sick as can be twisting out of true. Explaining the feeling as insanity breaks through. Bringer of murder scenes, architect of fear. Distorted, deranged, the messages I hear.
Holy man the liar, the madman and his call. Out on a crusade fishing for lost souls. Slimy holy snake selling false faith. Inject his lethal venom into weakened minds.
Three hundred years has passed. Time is ripe for return. Back to the holy lands. Where our souls yearn. . Across the barren waste. Through the mists of space.
Given a gun, become God for a day. On my way to carry all out. Take on, blowing the bitterness away. Contribute my share of grief. . From being trapped in life.