Godserver!
Your final judgment will most surely meet you squarely
But it will not be in the form you sorely seek
Forgotten, your trivialities erased
Your god, a pale imitation of dust and time

Let the false sermon be contested
Cut in on the chimera's dance
Bepopulate with horrors not to be escaped
Horrors to be embraced

Answer not the fool according to his folly
Lest you be like him yourself
Self-eunuchation
Cowering in fear
The teeth of being bared to fight

Death is the only judge
Nothing the only truth
A holy book's torn page
Blown across the barren earth

Though your fate be war and pain
A final bewildering calamity
This is what it must be
This is what it always was
Folly to flail in destruction's grasp

Now the false sermon's been rejected
Join in the judge's dance
Bepopulate with horrors not to be escaped
Folly to flail in destruction's grasp

---

Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.