Forever mesmerised by the terror of my creation
The horror-scope of this acute desolation
Do they merely beckon for oblivion?
Prayers muted wither, decadent and disabled
Prey eternal, the chosen bear displaced
Their lives heaving in disgrace
Sycophantic race, without a face
Forever perturbed by the abuse and despair
A realisation of inept failure
Do they merely beckon for extinction?
Pray to dying receptors, a perfect paradox
I Prediletti: the folly of the gods
Tremors, holy wars, the de-creation
Staring at the gaping hole that shatters the earth
For none can stop this inevitable decimation
A certain goal fated by apathy and derision
For the chosen have fallen
Waltzing to the beat of selfish incoherent needs
Kneel for me, the herald of decay
This final absolution is all that awaits
For none can stop this inevitable decimation
A certain goal fated by apathy and derision
For the chosen have fallen
Waltzing to the beat of selfish needs
Peering into the abyss
Ungrateful cretans continue to digress
Spreading division, hatred and horror
Displayed in terror-vision
Division, the folly of man
There is no absolution
Shame, the folly of man
There is no retribution
For none can stop this inevitable decimation
A certain goal fated by apathy and derision
For the chosen have fallen
Waltzing to the beat of selfish needs
For none can stop this inevitable termination
A certain goal fated by bigotry and ignorance
For the chosen have fallen
Waltzing to the beat of selfish needs
Prey eternal, oh how the chosen have fallen
Prey eternal