Chasing The Serpent

(альбом: Where Ironcrosses Grow - 2004)

The day of insanity extending like a dream
The outcast of any tribe is king
Generations drowned in self-indulgence and deceit
Mass suicide the liberating end
New gods will be born and killed to live again
Religion as it's finest being breached
Monstrous conclusion breaks the surface all to late
Heaven as the know it out of reach
God-fearing, despairing, each prayer a human grave

Armed and content with the battlefield laid out
Delivering the bitter blow
When darkness is tyrant, never see the light
Pay tribute to the overlord
As the body count is done and surviving priests dispatched
A martyr's nightmare begins
Atheism made out of divine neglect
On the side of angels unveiling the fiend

Fluid system of hatred made flesh
Take the consequence of revelations
Godless god knows when
Fail to evolve while chasing the serpent

Shallow and ashen the foundation of souls
Hollow existence, victimized and scorned