With the inheritance of casualties
In abhorrence forced to endure
Angst and loathing thrive where deprivation of homes
Embodies the flag of a blackened domination
Murdered minds covet the aroma of a breath that was never theirs
Claimed by a commanding reality
Condemned and convicted, submitted to a ceaseless regime
Vicious are the kings, to be neglecting the essence of a long lost remembrance
Narrations tutored torture and adversity
Obsolete should be the misconceived signification of non-existing entity
Slaughter the Gods and their ever enslaved disciples
Slaughter the Gods
But we, as wolves, indulge our hunger for blind sheep for a defective breed
While arising out of a poisoning womb - created for the heathen
We have buried our children while they raped our wives
We've digested the hope for a bloodless life
In the aftermath of our grief and disgust
Crowned to Messiah
Nameless and faceless
Known by the horde as Dictator of Violence
Eradicating the sick and fistfucking the Divine
Antagonistic and vile
Violent delights have violent endings
I stand and lead to liberation
The ashes of burnt relatives ensuring our fate to breath hostility and hate
As the grand executioner
The plague of the wretched swarm I serve
For we are my design
As architects of a new frame of mind
We are
Boundless and infinite and burnt forever