I stand before you as a sinner. A mother fucking heathen dragged face first down the road of treason. Bound for the bowels of hell I'm always one step
I'm going to cut you open like a fucking pig, peel away the flesh and drain out your veins. This time you will not forget the images of those you have
Soon the rains will come to wash away the blood The empire walls will crumble into dusts and the trees will retake the land And when all is said and done
apart. Rip and cut until the view is clear as far as the eye can see. Honor the Gods and pay tribute to the human era. A most humbling wind blows at
Its all boiled down to this. A futile attempt to sway the struggle. Were all destined to perish. Put down by your self seeking greed. With the great clashing
Wretched villains rise from the settled dust. Creed of tyrants form from loss and tragedy. Code of men stripped with no loyalty. We sat on the fence-line
We have long traveled these separate paths. Our own quests to the meaning of life. Low or high all roads end. The only importance is what you have left
I stood still among the riled crowd. Our eyes met and you knew id be the one to bring you down. Nightmares can't warn you of the evil winds that are blowing
Once again I'm faced with myself. Standing before the shattered mirror. Blood drips from my shard shredded hands. Oh God, if you are there, now's the
The roar of the lion rumbled through the earth. Waves of terror run down through there spines. He stopped the world with one final scream. Left for dead
[Narration:] Earth, home to well over six billion people. A most majestic and brilliant sight, when seen through the eyes of peace. Foreboding, to say
Burn me out of your mind, this is a place i cannot be anymore every inch of ground is paved with lies. Your only concern is for yourself, no mercy no
Release the volts straight to my mind. 'Cause I have seen the world. In chaos and all its beauity. now I wonder which I prefer seems the world is more
We climb to the top of the hill to see what lies beneath. Waiting for its time to feed if first we don't kill each other. Battle scars tell the tale of
TONIGHT... THE WORLD IS OURS! What the fuck is up motherfuckers? This is what it's about, all that 2008 shit. We've got the world in the palm of our hands
The beatings will continue until morale improves. We fought them again and again, beating back the inevitable, the sun was torn from the sky. Welcome
When this world ends I will stop in my tracks and ask myself, what have I done with my life? I have seen the lands In purity and watched the masses brought
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