Of Wolves And Martyrs (исполнитель: The Crimson Syndicate)

Who would want to worship a deity,
Who left his beloved son, his first born,
To die mercilessly, nailed on a wooden cross?
Are those the divine moral values that we are suppose to spread all across?
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The Land, we share, as a headless herd
Of sheep, passively waiting to be devoured
By wolves, like me, and in the end who’ll be remembered
The [bad word]  Martyrs, or the Almighty Conquerors?

Jesus was but a man who sought the [bad word] with passion
And when he got too close, he was punished for his lust of wisdom
By the Highest Authorities and then began the Martyrdom
One does not need to have cancer to analyze its symptoms,

To me, water could not be clearer 
under the light of this psalms,
we’re an orphaned society born and raised 
to be eternal victims

An Abomination, yeah you could call me that
drastic evolution, yeah that’s what I’m all about
Otherwise I wouldn’t be standing here, spilling me heart
And wasting my soul over old beats and whatnots

I’m not saying these lyrics never been used before
I ain’t reinventing the wheel, using these metaphors
Bring me justice, bring me blood, dead bodies galore
Its War!
’till every holy men drops dead on the floor
In a ridiculously [bad word] pile of Gore
I wanna see priests and ministers suffer some more,
It’s War!

I’ve no pity for the human [bad word] closer let me pull out your veins
In a bloody mess full of disgrace, while you stare at god’s face
Cause I don’t believe in holy judgment. And you shouldn’t
Either since the facts hidden from you are so irrelevant

The subject of this matter is nothin’ but conspiracy
Once the [bad word] explodes, I’ll be the first to laugh hysterically
At the weak mortal soul whose death [bad word] immediately
Lost through his path of life of false identities

Let me be thy Savior, your undisputed Furor, worst than Hitler,
That [bad word] couldn’t withstand the heat, the defeat, the pressure
That’s why he died by his own hands in Berlin’s bunkers
But I, will build a different Reich, a whole new reign of Terror,

After all you maggots are doomed to failure,
so might has well let me lead, to achieve these goals I nurture
For I specialize in the evilmost form of [bad word] oblivious to your needs and our race’s future

I’m not saying these lyrics never been used before
I ain’t reinventing the wheel, using these metaphors

World War II, was just a prelude of things worse [bad word] And if I ever do find that big bright red button
That would initiate a brand new era of depression
I won’t hesitate to activate all the right mechanisms

To turn the world into [bad word] and bring upon its [bad word] Missiles raining upon
everything we did wrong!

If our world reflected purity for all of us to see
Then I shouldn’t refrain the killer who’s lurking inside of me
I shouldn’t be a passive witness to all this [bad word] No one in my lifetime will have control over me

If you believe in good, then don’t deny evil
Since the power of its entities, is misunderstood
The balance has been broken, simply look around you
You’re fooled by fantasy, like me, now meet The Enemy
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