Where the seed of gods where left to grow to reach beyond the stars
Foul minds of deception have defiled the soil and scarred
The golden trees of free ideas and the spirits that hid therein
And upon this stage of counterfeit let my drama now begin...
With axe in hand
I clear a path
Through the sterile fields
Of conformity
So violently
Forced upon me
Now you'll see
The madness
That burn in my eyes
The rage
That without disguise
Grind and crush
Your canvas clones
Your defence is gone
Oh worthless clown
Let my curse now be fulfilled
Come Angels of murder - Kill!
I see your pale corpse lie
In shadows carved
In putrid flesh
The words you stole
A bitter fall
You faced the end
Bled white as snow
I saw your work of art
Hatched by the germs
And the mindless worms
Crawling through
Your cranial cavities
I'll set them free!
Unleashed they'll feast
Upon your suffocated fantasies
How grim is not the fate
That awaits
The one who realize too late
The stillborn child
With toothless jaws
That bites and gnaws
At the very core
Of the crumbling soul
The wrinkled heart
The hollowed soul
Now torn apart
The veil of precious arts
And 'fore my eyes
A pit of reeking lies
Where maggots feed
Guzzling with endless greed
To multiply
To flood the world outside
As visions die
Defiled and sacrificed
A swarm of flies
Toward the heaven rise
To cloud the sky
To obscure the light divine
A viral tide
And now I realise...
The blessing of the disease!
Nemesis - Your sword is mine!
Another one will die!
Another one will die!
In the shallow gallery
On display for all to see
A legion of flies
Crucified
Archangels of apathy
For the plague and disease
That they spread when unleashed
For the death that they brought
To the whores that adored
The lie and the sacred art
Now defiled
Hail to the flies!
All hail to the flies!
Nemesis - Your sword is mine!
Another one will die!
Another one will die!
