Every night frustration torment my soul
I want to make dreams of blood, and pain
All night long my thirth of murder
For the believers is growing

I don't understand their fears about emptiness
Their god's like chains on their legs, but they'll be broken

Faith of christians drives me to become a mass murderer
The pope needn't me for dying
But his blinds ewes yes.

I am a soul torturer
Who wants to feel hate everywhere
Jesus on his cross lies
And the cash money fill into the christians boxes

Liars will die by the flames
Left hand destroys every weaks
Hate gives us the freedom of thinking what we want

Praying god day after day
Won't change nothing
There's only on slack in the clouds
When the sky'll turns black, illusion will dissapear

End is near

Liars will die by the flames
Left hand destroys every weaks
Hate gives us the freedom of doing what we want

Things are going to be clear
There's a demon more cruel than the devil himself

God is a putrid terrorist
Middle age symbolism for terrorizing youg childrens

Liars will die by the infernal flames
Left hand destroys every weaks
Hate gives us the freedom of killing who we want

CHAOS

Every night frustration torment my soul
I want to make dreams of blood, and pain
All night long my thirth of murder
For the believers is growing

I don't understand their fears about emptiness
Their god's like chains on their legs, but they'll be broken

Faith of christians drives me to become a mass murderer
The pope needn't me for dying
But his blinds ewes yes.

I am a soul torturer
Who wants to feel hate everywhere
Jesus on his cross lies
And the cash money fill into the christians boxes

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