Burning, seething, building inside Immanent assault Blackened, sanguine, pounding rage Devastation results Hear a thousand screams from far Perceiving the pain so near Imbibe the taste of suffering The bitterness is sweet Heralded from underground Champion of the weak A rotten pedestal of lies Stands below my feet Promising a golden age Ambitious words are thrown Within the land The seeds of massacres are sewn Call to arms Getting closer Fueled on years of death Call to arms Erase their lives And scorch the earth Call to arms Getting closer Fueled on years of death Call to arms Erase their lives And scorch the earth I sit atop the highest mount The world within my hands The opulence of hate, my crimes Luxurious guilt demands I speak of dark impending doom You easily could berate But your are sightless not to see That this is our fate Your name means nothing Your hand is weak What I gain is all I hate, I loath, I conquer Solo: Stef C. I sit atop the highest mount The world within my hands The opulence of hate, my crimes Luxurious guilt demands I'm rich with anger and your loss Metamorphosize Into a state of apathetic masticated lies编辑于2024/01/18更新