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Awakening from ancient slumber
Shadows lingering cursing my dreams
Leaving the remaining of godly-hood behind
I made churches burn
With congregations still inside
Lord almighty preying on mankind
I am God I taste of blood
In the grip of a bitter loss
Divine thing that should not be
The god that never was
Consumed by fury
Bringer of chaos and aftermath
Laying waste to human paradise
Rising like the damned
To passing angels
Stains upon their souls
For eternity
Apocalyptic light
Shredding the world
How bitter mortality must seem to be
Bitterness once buried rising
Where the dead stood waiting
Judgement absolute for ever out of reach
Cleansing fire
Reaching for heaven scorching the sky
The god behind it sadly no longer me
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Pale faces twisted in pain
Their hollow eyes watching me
Shadows of the mutilated weep
I dare not to sleep
Days and nights I stay awake
With chemical eyes I greet the sun
Through darkness I waited
For the light to set me free
Insomnia, dementia
I hear the fallen angels sing
Die, die...
Lunacy, blasphemy
I hear dying voices whisper
Kill, kill...
Behind the wall of sleep
I hear myself scream
Behind the wall of sleep
The horrors beckon me
Feed the demons raging inside
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Martyrs of the world
A bleeding nation weep
Decades have come to pass
But scars remain unhealed
The blood on their hands
Will wash ours clean
As we strive for dominance
And our sacred dream
Terror awakens
Death walks among our midst
Resistance fuel hatred
And must be crushed beneath an iron fist
Do unto others
As they've done to us
The world must bleed
As we have bled
Sins of the past
Will keep our cause alive
And as the world try to forget
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Fallen deity
Lying cold on my mortuary slab
Slicing and sawing
Digging deep into his head
I look deep into the deceiver's eyes
To analyze this evil mind
Destroyer of free will
Creator of mental disease
Remove the brain
Crush it between my fingers
His empty skull will serve
As my vile decoration
Incision, open torso
Removal of innards
Evisceration
Intestinal relocation
An empty shell lie
Upon my operating table
Once almighty
Now just dead flesh
6 days
Of pathalogical surgery
Recreate the maker
In my image
And on the 7th day
I stand back and observe
Filled with pride
Of my sick work
Y shaped stitches across his rotting chest
A disfigured corpse sewn together for public display
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My darkened soul boils with hate
Memories of my past haunting me
I now truly see who you are
Betrayal has set me free
Darkness once ruled my world
My spirit now roams free
Never forget
Never forgive
Only god forgives
But i do not
Forgiveness and understanding
I'll leave it for the church to preach
The lies that bound me are no more
Humility is not the way to teach
Bitterness, loneliness
Anguish and defeat
I listened, lied and died
Death, resurrection and rebirth
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The howl of artillery passes overhead
Trailing tongues of fire, spelling certain death
Counter battery bursts raining down on positions
The steel inferno reaps its deadly harvest
I walk among the corpses of the fallen
Fingers curled into claws of rigor mortis
The wall of fire creeping closer
An infernal crescendo that seems not to end
We left a trail of ten thousand dead
I still hear their screams in my head
Feel the caress of hot lead
Fighting a battle we can't win
Hot steel ripping through young flesh
Our numbers are growing thin
Nowhere to run nowhere to go
Wading through human remains
Comrades in pieces friends cut to shreds
The violence of warfare we start to comprehend
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Long since dust the ethics of man
Unanimous prayer nothing more than
Grains of desert sand
The salvation they strive for
Will not come from above
I'll keep watching them from below
Keeping a blade to hand
When gods are dethroned
And prophets lie dead
Long dead lords awaiting fire ahead
Serpents from forgotten depths
Turning whispers into roars
Forever changing
The martyr' heaven bound course
Another burst of crimson
To the sea already spilt
Blood raining down
On mosques and temples like guilt
Angel of punishment
Obscuring the sky
Shaped from redemption
Selling suicide
Haunted eyes
Paralyzed
Something dead
Resides inside
Unwelcome in this tomb
Destined to terror a promise breeding
From darkened wombs
Raw fear
The sharpest weapon of war
Fanatic Madness
Profound naming the path of the pure
Paramount desire
Burning at the stake
To avenge something sacred
A message of unending hate
The ground will drink their blood
When i've cut their throats
Into the temple of humiliation
The righteous will float
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I see a storm rise in the east
Forces of evil on the move
Tyranny and Blasphemy follows in their wake
Back to the stone age
Serpents of the crescent moon
Cast their shadow over weak minds
Live in perpetual twilight
Totalitarian regime bringers of night
Holy wars
Holy shit
Sacrifice
Suicide
Religious tyranny
Masses gather by the blood soaked banner
Unknowing of their fate
Brainwashed, fanatical and blind
They die by the flag of hate
Blood for paradise
Give their lives for lies
Vessels of death
Carriers of disease
Breeding insanity
Religious tyranny
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Pure origin of lethality
Vengeance calling
The casket embrace
Might keep me from falling
The shout I was born to answer
Prepared to slay
Stealing the cry from your tounge
As the world turns grey
Feel the darkness withing
The sickest mind in battle wins
To survive and to kill
Bullets with a purpose to kill
In search of a mental sanctuary -
Gun resting at the temple pointing towards
The source of murderous thoughts
Be it that after killing my enemies -
The only one left to kill is myself
Lunacy Profound and raging
Beyond control
The time of the assassin
Taking its toll
Death will precede me like a shadow
Poisoned with hate
Joined by the truth of a gun
As it seals our fate
Feel the darkness spreading its wings
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Ruled by ruin the city of god
Collective madness of the holy squad
Divine violations of dignity
Corrupted secrecy
Hordes of the fallen
Lost and slain
Not epic but insane
Abolition of christianity
Termination of religious greed
Where no ghost is holy the mind is free
Retribution for persecution
All religion's adversary
Where no ghost is holy the blind shalt see
The essence of Contradiction brings
Blind faith build on sins
Propaganda of unhealing scars
The catholic cancer wont reach this far
Final silence of the battlefield
Where no ghost is holy the church will kneel
Non-religious eternally
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