Mindless ignorance A burden to all Beyond help Waiting for your wake up call Don't know your priorities Lost in depression It's too late now To save
Air superiority Key to victory Intense attack no one lives Bury none burned alive Charge is on no turning back Kill or die is the only plan Push ahead
view from my eyes, Receiving pleasure from watching you die. Martyrdomic terror flash through yellowed eyes, Purgatoric laughter fills your hallowed cries. We are all participants of this malevolent creation
[Music: Fasciana, Barret; lyrics: Hoffmann] Instinct is trapped Impulse evolved Basics of life Death now revolves Innocence beyond the realms Of a reasonable
Searching through your fears Thunderous voice calls Darkness gives and takes Your desire your mistake From the ground below Winds of torment grown Stronger
Feel the dirty needle penetrate your healthy flesh. Transfusion of your fluids brings on deficient death. Useless is your attempt to avoid the casual
[Music: Fasciana; lyrics: Hoffmann] Annul a race, destroy a kind I'll take their land, I won't lose mine Murder honored [misprinted as "honered" in
One gesture and his bidding is done Lost souls in search of a man to be delivered into his hands Ordering his flock to murder on command These the twisted
As we place this wretched waste of a man into his final rotting place. We pray for his soul to be stripped and tormented of all that is proper, to burn
Seize the pipe, offer your life, inhale this obsession. Filling the lungs of minorities youth, coincidental connection? The sickness spreading, into their
own. Burning sensation inflicted. Leaving the body lacerated and bruised. Emotions transpired as rage, leaving multiple stab wounds. Overcome by the malevolence
Living day by day Don't see what you've become Your life thrown away on a stupid drug Scum of the earth No consideretion Taking not giving Lost in your
Those who wield power Are not aware of limitations Advanced guard Ascending so begins The night of the long knives Death list is now achieved Four die
Always complaining Scared by the past Need someone to blame You'll never last Put you in your place Haunted by your face Fear of what you are Guilty
Passing of black, looms over the entity, Ill omen surrounding all positive thought. The words of pain trickling off his tongue, To hear him say this world
Form emerges, cultists scatter Unleashed torrent, prodigal son When he adapts, sent forth is strength When he does not, initiation ends Seas will turn
Humor is found, body hits the ground. Bullet finds it's path, television contracts. Contagious, the art of violence. Relinquish society's doctrine. The
Scratching at the box, hand stretches from the earth. Deceased before I am dead, denounced since birth. Alone in this dark void, left to deal with my