Without beginning

will my hate for your lies,never end.

Weak humans,like you

will feel the fear of death...

If you're not blessed of of your faith.



Break down the undead

So they shall see real darkness

Do not show mercy against life

We willnot miss them...

They will not miss us.



"The world" is trying to change me

well fuck off,i still support

what i've aways believed in

Through my eternal journey.



Executions runsthrough my mind

When i'm passing my darkest thoughts

my death will never be here,

i have never lived.