Martyrs

Acting out

Your sick dream, experience through agony

You're set free

Tear apart

Prey you seek

Subhuman void of empathy, entangled greed

A slow death now

Striking skulls in perfect rhythm

Ichor pooling in the drain

Beating out a song to please

Innocence of victim failing

Crimes committed in the trance, self-sustaining

Maddening, chaos, hate breeding hate

Feverish work, violating, despair in turn, fall from grace

Acting out

Your sick dream

Experience through agony

You're set free

Tear apart

Prey you seek

Callous fucking memory

You're not me

Violence broadening horizons

Mind is opened

This religious adherence

Falling, failing, watching as your soul dies

Crumbles before you

Violence broadens all horizons

The world is for the taking

The work will never be done

Finding new beings to corrupt and

Taking them down

To your level of malignant rancour

Yeah

Die, narcissistic fucking waste

Control every little thing I do

Die, narcissistic fucking waste

Ending of your fucking reign on life

Running not fighting was my first mistake, now I'm done