Rupture, Sliced
I see your insides, slowly die
With your Christ, return to your God
Your heart is full of the most bitter hate
It's too late for you, you'll never be saved
Satan's waiting, in your grave
Satan's waiting
You lack the courage to walk free
Imprisoned indeed
I vomit on your book of slavery
And I intend for you to bleed
As our ancient brothers
You will die for your beliefs
You will be slaughtered as harbingers of defeat
Impotent father and his worthless seed
Impotent father
Evulsions of the soul. No ability to seal the wound properly
Evulsions of the soul. No ability to heal the wound
Evulsions of the soul
Maligned and confined
Sign of the times
Molestation of the mind
Go to your God, go to your Christ
Now you will die, now you will die
Evulsions of the soul!!!!!