Destroyer

Pick it up.

Your end so close to me it seems so blind
Your fear is killing me
My hatred burst at the seams
Empty is all they have to bring
Lies told through out eternity
Leaving behind all I have known.

These last morals teach...
Our morals are dissolved
You are putrid in your faith
There is nothing left for us here
You bring me down with your fear
Your scarcity and pain, will not bring him back again.

I don't see the point in all of this
There is nothing more for me to discuss.

We need something new to believe rather than deities
We're wasting precious killing time
Since the beginning of all faith
We've laid echother to waste
Our ignorance prevails every goddamn time.

For over 2, 000 years, almost the entire planet has bared witness to change after change in almost aspect
One thing that's remained stagnant: slaughter those who oppose, and thy will be done
Proper morality will never come to light.

You never know
The path that you have chosen might be the wrong one
We'll let fate decide.

How much blood do we have to spill?
Before you submit to serenity?
This is your last chance
Lay down arms and convert your faith to that of a new God
far more vengeful and powerful.

No rule with an iron fist here
We're dealing with plutonium hands
Believe me when I tell you that there will be nothing left
Pain and suffering are now thriving across the land
You should have fell to your knees when you had the chance.

Mass murder made easier when you have no fucking heart
My faith is what drives your fear tell me who's laughing now
I was blind but now I see
Fruition of epiphany
Mass carnage for all mankind
I detest what they believe.

Bleck!

Die hard fans of genocide
You crawled into bed with the devil
Your blind faith, a pool of lies
Fate has made its choice.

Power corrupts even the kindest souls
You've created this monster, yet you cower in fear
I'm like the fucking plague, I'll exterminate our entire race
Unless someone can come forth and put an end to violence forever.

Determination guided us to the top
Of this unholy war where no one emerges victorious
You made your own bed now you lay in it
And the sun has finally set but this will not be the end of conflict.