Resurrect The Reaper (Ft. CJ from Thy Art Is Murder) (исполнитель: Resist The Thought)
Forever I walk this darkened, wretched path, to create my own false reality, Consider me gone, banished from society no more than four years ago, and i regret nothing. For they are the brainwashed succumbed to be self loathing slaves, they're ignorant to ideals I speak of, I teach of, I preach of, I live by, an eternity of torment could never entice me to trade. The years I've forsaken them, a miserable, inhuman race I refuse to be like one of them, like one of you, [bad word] the mass produced, the lost souls marching in unison to their graves. [bad word] the idea of fate, its pathetic, Ill create my own destiny, Ill never stop until I achieve global domination. lost creation Resurrect the reaper, clear these [bad word] clones, bare witness to the bloodshed brewing in my bones, I'll mutilate machines, slit their [bad word] throats, society is doomed Eradicate entity, send them all to [bad word] feel the [bad word] force that you have let prevail, I am now your prophet, i am now your god I will ensure the downfall of the world, Speak these words unspoken, Such an ugly reality, this existence is false I hold the key to salvation, To reality, a lost creation This false existence [bad word] down on me I hold the key to salvation I speak these words, unspoken lost creation, ensuring the downfall of the world.