death Certain causualty, amateurs who all die before they learn to fight Ruthless commanders order them to rush upon their imminent, abrupt ends Dying
LIVES DESTROYED, THE CITY IN SHAMBLES, NOTHING COULD, PREPARE US FOR THIS TORN APART, REMAINS SQUATTERED ABOUT, MISERY, CRUEL, HARDSHIP, UNENDING SETTLING
Disgraceful, the evil done by false prophets in God's name Profit from intimidating poor, lost souls into the flock Selling a grand facade, pompous posturing
Lost my faith in justice Time does not heal this pain Defiled my existence Recurring nightmare There's no consolation The awful memories Constant mind
explosive violence, decimation is their sole intention Suicidal terrorists keep squandering their lives, meaningless sacrifice Another generation, to serve a vengeful incarnation, dying
All tyrants are created equal, defined by paranoia Power through, ruthless action, no one dares defy Diametric opposition, rules of engagement Central
I Am Lost, Far From The Cross You Stand Before, Filled With Lust, We Are All Filled With Lust, We Want This Whore, Impale Your Flesh, Draped In Darkness
The thrust of fascist war campaigns Inspire my will to disobey Adversary to the end Wielding all the wrath of hell Rattling your diminutive saber Jeopardizing
[Next Step Up Cover] Where has it gone? Where has it gone? It's faded out like the rest But at it's pinnacle our scene was the best And now it's gone
Compelled to eternal hate, censure of the mob, submit to them Pressured from the outside, prevailing herd mentality, fearing deviation Traumatized, retreat
Societal advancement, an agenda of control Forcing the elimination of hereditary flaws Licensed breeding protocol, man's course decided Incarcerating
A Rotting Crotch Severed And Brown With Veins Of Protruding Inhumane, Forced Inside Another Life, Never To "Rise" Again, Laughing At This Farce, A Coroner
Castigation of the offenders, no punishment out of bounds Requirement of elucidation, no options to evade Modify, adapt, and change the rules as you
One by one, the young will fall, indoctrinating process growing. Some too weak to fight at all, who controls their future? God above, or God below, questions
[Intro]
[Baphomet Cover] Christ The suffering and misery that I endure to harbor thoughts so brizzare beyond impure Mother, I'm here to do all the things that
I? (Nothing short of suicide) Burn the candle at both ends, the options growing few. Something's wrong, don't pretend (you must now decide) Mounting pressure, social breakdown a dying
on the backs of the poor where the real world is buried beneath. While tourists and business, partners in greed devour the fruit of the land. Starving and dying