Behold the tyrant's rise Blackened are the skies The serpent speaks and he gains control of the weak minded souls who will be lost To win at any cost Ignore the truth and destroy the lives of the youth for their False God of man False God of man The story will be told A blackened heart so cold The minions fall as they gather to answer the call to act on his bleak command Control the native land No question why as hundreds of thousands die for their Breeding hatred and lust The tyrant has no one to trust Death is now at hand One final command A web of lies now the sheep will see the demise of their False God of man False God of manTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
