MACHINE GUN MESSIAH

I speak the tongue of god in nine cold millimeters
Systematic and blind , I’m the relentless nerve of war
That bring the [bad word] of pain and lead everyone to brand new devasted times

I draw [bad word] of future : dislocated bodies, face down , praying their lord
Of randomized insanity
Consummed in gazoline , they build the church of their own demise

Humanity will fall on his knees
Follow the savior , see the flesh divine
I’m am the new messiah : a christic pose to clear the way

I taste the blood , the sordid smell of human filth
And emerge from the desert of reality

Rotating gears to dominate , ressurected now for judgement day , to purge your sin

Burn ! Innocence is lost , all faith is gone
And now you deserve to extinct
Nailed to the cross , you’re punished for your lies

I draw [bad word] of future : dislocated bodies , face down , praying their lord
Of randomized inanity
Consummed in gazoline , they build the curch of their own demise

Repent !