Sounds like death, and I bet that I had much to do with this I ain't got no problems gutting fuckers just for insolence Leave a bloody mess and make their children come and lick it up No hand-i-caps, only on their knees and no one gets a cup The sky is black the roads are red and bodies stack With countless nations lost and never to come back Destroying everything around us has us thrilled Every time a hero stands up they always get killed I have thousands of gallons of blood on my hands, no knowledge expands in these maniacle wastelands Everything is a ghost, a mere image of past If we catch you runnin we gon' have to put you on blast A little public execution for the sake of the crew Everyone cheering us on, as we are tormenting you Ain't no savin' you now, you ain't keepin' your sanity There's no god coming to save your from our human calamity That's the price you pay, for your futile resistance, Our plans are vast, and our path covers distance We ain't gonna stop, until the universe dies, and all the planets are burnt, and bodies buzzing with flies There's no shame in this game, the game of brutal hostility Got no moral restraint, with demons at my utility The streets are empty, the planet's destroyed My work is done, I disappear in the void.....