For the infliction of suffering on lost souls Doomed eternal to the agony of exploitation Stricken down breed by breed One last strike to kill for my zeal One last chance to fight what I feel This cross carved into my skull is my truth reclaimed In a world that doesn't care for them - does it care for me? Turn by turn I see lifeless bodies with no soul to seek In my vision of apocalypse I fall feet first into oblivion