(the hour has worked it's final course,
Death rides in on a belligerent horse.
The world bows down to a cancerous king,
The words ring out for a violent reckoning.)
Birth of nations
From savage ancients,
Drove the sea
Into seperation.
Buit the walls
Of confrontation,
Justified by god's
Relation.
Burned alive
In man's conflictions,
Buried live
By false convictions.
Demonized
And terrorized,
Persecute and
Crucify them all.
Burn all the life out.
The law of the torch.
Enslave all the sleeping.
Nail the cross to the corpse.
Murder, famine, world war.
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