I am here
To [bad word] the world
As man has [bad word] itself
My weapon is fear and violence
I am the iconoclast
Destroying the hope of the rapture
And letting the rivers of earth flow
With fire and redemption
Hierarchies of the contents
The harbingers of control and deception
The voices behind closed curtains
Feeding the avarice of man
The avarice of man
All human kind weeps in perdition
Countless lies and betrayal
Have [bad word] The fluids of man
Stripped them of thought process
And barricaded from freedom
You have [bad word] the ears to the eyes of [bad word] Your services have expired
Hierarchies of continents
The harbingers of control and deception
The voices behind closed curtains
Feeding the avarice of man
The avarice of man
The messengers and receivers
Must be destroyed
The blood of the righteous will burn
Cleansing the foundations of this place
The time [bad word] to taste the blood of your forefathers. [bad word]