Property, of a million dead lives

Victims, of the prophecy

Slaughtered, for the profit of lies

In agony, we'll decease



Shattered we lie

Slaughtered we die

In times of decay

Afraid of something new



Suffer in pain

Terrorizer

Perished by law

Eyes of the dead I saw



Primacy, is the claim of the wild

Darkness, upon our graves

Waiting, to be slaughtered at dawn

The sunlight is no more to rise