Gone, is, all reason
Pitch darkness
drowns each season
Minds, fall, in despair
Stench of death filling the
air
The pain surges swelling to release
Thoughts of mayhem flow so
freely
Regard for life falls the way of apathy
Tearing souls apart, cursing
divinity
Crimson dreams of what's to be
Torn to shreds, Food for the
pigs
Rage will lead temptation
Pain begets salvation
Slaughter will set
our demons free
We'll fuck this world dead
When they find the steal penetrate
the walls of their cold being
Eyes stare cold and lifeless, empty souls fall
to their knees
No emotion in this wraith as the bodies rid of fluid
The pigs
born of the flames below, consume all that is green
Death to all that cross,
tear out their beating heart, human gristle for the pigs
Death to all that
cross, tear out their beating heart, human gristle for the pigs
Fall of all
humanity, the violent end that was foreseen
The coming in the form of human
plague
Gone, is, all reason
Pitch darkness drowns each day
Minds, fall, in
despair
Stench of death filling the air
Rage will lead temptation
Pain
begets salvation
Slaughter will set our demons free
We'll fuck this filthy
world dead to
End to cleanse to cease the disease
Fall to hell man's fate
will be
Rise will the beast a new dawn breeds
Seeds of hatred
planted
Generations of bloodshed
Calling for a definitive end
