What you see
What you feel
What you need
Put them down
The slaughtered dragged to the ground
What you fear
What you feel
As you bleed
Mass destruction all around
In this masquerade
Born of the utmost pain
All that drowns beneath
Spawn of the undead breathe
Born into malcontent
Buried without lament
Under their power we'll flee
Withering demons breed
Blasphemous God
Invaders
Degrade us
Into the arms of the dead
Malevolent
Riddled with disease
Frail destroyed insides
Dominance ripping through the streets
Pale their voidless eyes
And what we're fighting for?
The slaves of dawn they rise
And what we're fighting for?
We fail the war and die
Righteous falling down
Your God eternal fiction
Demonic wars affliction
Defining gore addiction
Your God eternal fiction
