Slayer Ipsum

I never said I wanted to be God's disciple. Sounds a lot like hell is spreading all the time. Infiltration push reserves encircle the front lines. Dismiss it as the folklore of the times. Holy man open up your eyes To the ways of the world you've been so blind. Sounds a lot like hell is spreading all the time. Tell me how it feels knowing chaos will never end. Awaiting reprisal Death will be their acquittence. I got my own philosophy. I won't be force fed prophecies From a book of untruths for the weakest mind. The pendulum it shaves the blade the strafing air blood raid. Trapped in purgatory. Fall into me the sky's crimson tears. Abolish the rules made of stone.

I'll never be the one to blindly follow. Awaiting reprisal Death will be their acquittence. Pessimist terrorist targeting the next mark global chaos feeding on hysteria. Shattered glass bits of clothing and human deceit. Tell me what you think of your savior now. Man made virus infecting the world Self-destruct human time bomb. Awaiting the hour of reprisal. Monarch to the kingdom of the dead. Judgment day the second coming arrives. Fly swatter stakes drive through your chest. Indication of triumph: the numbers that are dead. Human mice for the angel of death. Scorched earth the policy the reason for the siege. An unforeseen future nestled somewhere in time.

It's how many people I can kill. The sky is turning red. Bombard till submission take all to their graves. Trapped in purgatory. Tell me what it's like when the celebration begins. Cult of new faith fuels the devastation. The pendulum it shaves the blade the strafing air blood raid. Infiltration push reserves encircle the front lines. Before you see the light you must die. Surgery with no anesthesia. Litter the city streets. Awaiting reprisal. The pendulum it shaves the blade the strafing air blood raid. Litter the city streets.

Mandatory suicide massacre on the front line. Unsuspecting victims no warnings no signs. Betrayed by many now ornaments dripping above. Indication of triumph: the numbers that are dead. Drug abuse self abuse searching for the next high. Litter the city streets. Slow death immense decay. Corpses rotting through the night in blood laced misery. Mines explode pain sheers through your brain. Judgment day the second coming arrives. The pendulum it shaves the blade the strafing air blood raid. Abolish the rules made of stone. Trapped in purgatory. Propaganda death ensemble burial to be.

Abolish the rules made of stone. Before you see the light you must die. Return to power draws near. The sky is turning red. Now I shall reign in blood. Propaganda war ensemble burial to be. Man made virus infecting the world Self-destruct human time bomb. Return to power draws near. It's how many people I can kill. Indication of triumph: the numbers that are dead. What if there is no God would you think the fuckin' same Wasting your life in a leap of blind faith. Dead bodies dying and wounded. Showers that cleanse you of your life. Tell me what it's like when the celebration begins.