Howling tracks of [bad word] [bad word]  black storm on the
rise
They fill out temples with their lies
The [bad word] slithering
Anarchy
Chaotic hunters rise
Spit in the evil eyes
Stand our ground with hate and fury; fear [bad word] will die
Our enemies [bad word] to life
[bad word]  the haunting presence controlling
all that breaths
It's brought the world down to it knees
Now they exalt the fiend
Shotgun
Your nightmare's not a dream
They'll choke you and your screams
Sacrificing sons and daughters, rolls the war machine
The tyrant fills his destiny
The hounds of [bad word] are freed
Desolate
And with their bite, disease
His evil never sleeps