Genocide

Dreams of violence and murders fall down hard Interzonic genocide high, the affusion of life Now it's time for suicide, to break the pure disbelief Its time to riddle the flaws of the physique of motors And as we walk to the lost grounds of heaven tonight To the battered face of the soul We are damned from power burnt black Watch as we crush their laws Hail to funerals And feast upon their minds Pure pain, the bitter souls stice bleeds in vain Cold sky sin, broken veins breathe Spirit mass corruption of deceit and death Now it's time for genocide, just another child to burn More to beat of sin, to the rhythm of darkness deep within And as we walk to the lost grounds of heaven tonight To the battered face of the soul We are damned from power burnt black Watch as we crush their laws Hail to funerals And feast up on their minds Pure pain, the bitter soulstice bleeds in vain