Forged With Hate

(альбом: Where Ironcrosses Grow - 2004)

Stranger to empathy, numb to remorse
When I've taken your head I'm the winner of wars
So intense and demanding the vengeance inside
My will for power will never subside

Outgrowing sane control
I'm as close as your heartbeat

When only fear is audible screaming your name
Dread the last sense that remains in this game
Stab my way through religious beliefs
Life is such a slow disease

Faced down and thrashed to oblivion

Forged with hate
Forged with hate
Forged with hate

Concealed murder a tool of the trade
Fate is sealed and deals are made
Fear established in society
Smoke and shadow I chose to be

Embrace the moment of death

Forged with hate
Forged with hate
Forged with hate

Reflect the invitations in my victims eyes
Cut off their faces and all the lies
Behind the masks that haunt me all is hollow
Still I search beneath the raptures of the shallow

Forged with hate
Forged with hate

Forged with hate
Now it all comes clear
Forged with hate
After this there'll be nothing to fear