The smell of death is all around

Cold violence we adore

The daily deads, man for breakfast

Shall life renew these bodies of the truth

Abused visions and shattered dreams

From this pain and misery

Just pray to summon up the dead

Condemned to the capital punishment



You rule the world

You drink their blood

Betray their souls

You think you've



Nothing to regret

Wounds are bleeding fresh

Illusions of freedom

The symbols of your destiny



Prophesies of blasphemies

The reverance that died within

They are creeping upon you

Hatred venom seeping through

You want to be the master's blast

Ain't no promises that will last

Feel increasing mindless pain

To the epicentre of my hate



You rule the world

You drink their blood

Betray their souls

You think you've



Nothing to regret

Wounds are bleeding fresh

Illusions of freedom

The symbols of your destiny



You rule the world

You drink their blood

Betray their souls

You think you've



Nothing to regret

Wounds are bleeding fresh

Illusions of freedom

The symbols of your destiny