Testo: Cold As Life. Declination Of Independence. Demon Seed.

Praise, GOD, forever.
Hate on hate, your war within your wars.
No allies, it's mine against you.

Blame for blame, it's an eye for an eye.
Killing to live most naive as to.
Why born from what was,
and what use to be forfathers not knowing it was demon seed.

Taking hold to all hell it's roots.
Take all from all but a few for you.
And without a talent for more,
than war a conspiracy theory to most.
But to few, it's more on a deliberate path to take.
What is ours deceiveng,
Unfeeling with the end not far born, bred, led on false.
Hood and fantasies the pukes thats fed to SLOWLY.
Examinate threat from terrors, not from a far.
Some in this world know you the real terrorists are