Tsavo: The Land Of Slaughter

A journey through ones eyes and I gaze into the light
Infernal screams paint this world in different shades of red.

Empty eyes stare at me, false belief of the untrue ones
Eternal sleep awaits, millions of hands raised in the air
Scream! Reach the top of their voices!
The time to strike is now.

Eye, behold the wisdom of few, reincarnation
Deeds of minority form this world
Reincarnation untrue.

A thousand miles above, to sounds of roars I watch the bricks fall
The newborn ones tell no lies
still they share the same air as the dumb.

Feel no fear, feel no regret
They have showed us the way.

Eye, behold the wisdom of few, reincarnation
And I laugh at the crowd
Reincarnation untrue.

You fired blanks at my icon
take my hand and I'll guide you to the end.

Different patterns, they all end up the same
Different shadows that blend with death
Be prepared to die, the sick and twisted shall walk in line
Behold the wisdom of few, reincarnation untrue.

Eye, behold the wisdom of few, reincarnation!
Extreme aggression, a prelude to perfection
Reincarnation untrue.

Know, this is the last step, we are already at the end.