Dreams of violence and murder fall down hard
Interzonic genocide high he affusion of life
Now it's time for suicide
To break the pure disbelief
It’s time to riddle the flaws
Of the physique of the motors

And as we walk to the lost grounds of heaven tonight
To the battered face of the soul
We are damned from power, burnt black

Watch as we [bad word] their laws
Hail to funerals
And we feast upon their minds
Pure pain
The bitter solstice bleeds in vain

Cold sky sin, broken veins breathe
Spirit [bad word] of deceit and death
Now it's time for genocide
Just another child to burn
More to the beat of sin to the rhythm of darkness deep within

And as we walk to the lost grounds of heaven tonight
To the battered face of the soul
We are damned from power, burnt black

Watch as we [bad word] their laws
Hail to funerals
And we feast upon their minds
Pure pain
The bitter solstice bleeds in vain

And as we walk to the lost grounds of heaven tonight
To the battered face of the soul
We are damned from power, burnt black

Watch as we [bad word] their laws
Hail to funerals
And we feast upon their minds
Pure pain
The bitter solstice bleeds in vain