Spiritual Warfare

You'll drink the blood from my black blade You are the product of my hate I am the one who lies in wait, I am the Lord of your estate I am the God you desecrate, I am your king I ripped the pain from shattered lives I drove the lightning through your eyes I am the voice of living rage, I am the lion on the stage I am the one you'll never cage, I am your king Criminal procreation Sharing the gift of fear Chemical copulation Death is forever here Warfare Warfare Holiness dies in the soul of the Sun Holiness dies in your Eden Hell is a house where the mystery's plain Heaven requires a fee of pain, ow! Hold the tongue and still the heart So no one fears the grand upstart Death's an imperial maiden No longer quite humane Scorpion condemnation Death is forever blame Warfare Warfare Holiness dies in the soul of the son Everything dies in your Eden But fearless and proud like the eagle untamed Who never looks back when he preys (I am) Righteous falls, Hell and glory Noble meanings gone astray, hey Virgin brides, fatal sisters There'll be no long goodbyes cries Raped in rags, your opinion's Sphere of influence declines You're a lost empty statement Thrown away Pillaging congregation, invading my domain Infernal replication sampling every frame Plagiarized adulation hiding behind disdain Evergreen protestation, punishment's all a fucking game Soul burning inquisition, wounds that will never heal Death is an aspiration, sharing a hoarder's zeal Venomous implications bearing disorder's seal Life is an accusation, fighting for one last meal The emperor's evicted, the slaves will be crowned The artists afflicted and buried with their sound With their sound, but remember Every moment that you cherish comes from my stolen sun A Devil on his throne Will not leave his God alone Drunken furies mindless seers Warfare Holiness dies in the soul of the son Everything dies in your Eden Primitive forces unleashed by the strain Sad relics bearing your name Righteous falls, death and glory Noble beings gone astray, prey Virgin cries soulless whispers There will be no more replies, and that's wise Murderous applications Credit limit's been declined Fight 'til death, cruel enslavement Rage release