There's nothing wonderful, there's nothing beautiful 

Not much worth saving in this fucking world 

Spend so much time with the hands around your neck 

That your head would fall off if you felt they weren't, felt they weren't there 



Burning the heretics, covers the evidence 

Sedate the malcontent insecure populace 

Arming the terrified with dreams of genocide 

Fuels the machine of consumption and fear 



So what's left all in all when they say, let them all burn 



Swinging the marionettes, dancing with broken necks 

Make your choice now the destructor has come 

Same king reborn, every time a new form 

Over and over again and again and again 



Growing throughout the years built out of smoke and mirrors 

Reflects the whims of the maddest of men 

Shadows surrounding, confusing and clouding 

The minds of the weak and the simple alike 



So what's left all in all when they say, let them all burn 



Welcome to the Kingdom of Fear 

One step forward, three steps back towards inescapability 

Order through chaos with a side of fear