Depressed by our nation Destruction by their big army The reality no one sees Because of this we start a terror For the one goal, we fight for
The reality no one sees Because of this we start a terror For the one goal, we fight for Holy Terror That's our aim to win the holy war Come and join
[Kilfelt] I have sinned against you my Lord If anyone raped anyone she raped me "Knowing God is having the promise of life that now is, break that
[Kilfelt] War seen from far to the eyes seems so unreal Pray on your knees that some savior will guide you Out of his place of violence and torture To
[Kilfelt] Walking the streets at night alone Thoughts in dementia keep you going No outlet you can't seem to find A place to rest your head tonight
[Deen, Kilfelt] In it's wake the immoral wasteland Fallout erodes the technological shrines to greed Damnation of the most sacred mother Three piece
[Kilfelt] Misunderstood by all but a few You hope to overcome the demons chasing you Tempted to give in and weary from the chase The conflict in your
in their minds to all Troopers of the baptism must fight In the name of Jesus Christ we massacre The fornication upon hallowed ground of the holy and
the feast chapel in peril prey of the possessed harboring foes forgotten by all returning babylon worship the whore the finale in geneses sabotage by war [Chorus:] holy
A frightening scream pierces the night A deliverance of an oppressive plight Terror engulfs satanic life A suffering of eternal strife Attack is before
A seeker of the fortune Heir to the throne From the horn of plenty I taste life alone Memories soon disappear Through the haze becomes the twilight Even
Dawning sky a day so dreary seeing faithful weak and weary wanting so much more than is had to give up anything in trade temptation flirts about you
[Deen, Alvord] Give me a blindfold, give me a smoke Hang me at dawn, watch me dance as I choke Laugh as I perform for you I must be evil, I must be damned
raging on inside us guarded by the horde with lesser gods of higher rank prodding them to war no father son or holy spirit nor defenses from the foe
[Deen, Alvord] Sun's ultraviolet beacon Leaves of chlorophyll so green Stone stands its silent vigil Seas of knowledge lay in waste Nirvana landscapes
Almost the season a time of prophecy for those who know almost the reason why the voices of the dead come known a gnawing in torment divided by the polarizing
force none deny me my right to die submit to force now the terror is real submit to force closer to fear than before The holy light of dawn is coming
