[00:00.832]empty shells with vacant stares - cyranoid pests[00:01.075]their will erased, their tongues possessed[00:01.273]at The Lord's hip they cower like a beaten dog[00:01.462]begging for mercy with a pitiful gawk[00:01.641][00:01.831]thrashing apes, martyrs in making[00:02.009]their obedience built on starvation[00:02.197]murder - the road to salvation[00:02.380]the communion of hallucination[00:02.569][00:02.746]with every prayer, with every thought[00:02.936]sow seeds of torpidity[00:03.135]watered with hope and nourished with bone[00:03.331]grow weeds of Christianity[00:03.509][00:03.719]lo the men seething with anger[00:03.920]cast unto the shadow under a bleeding sun[00:04.124]crawl up the nether[00:04.322]like lotus sprout from tar[00:04.520]and claw at the temples[00:04.729]may your fervour be matched by none[00:04.933][00:05.142]i am the axis, a wound slit in time[00:05.340]aesthet of anger painting with violence[00:05.538]this is my opus - lo and behold[00:05.734][00:05.951]lo the men seething with anger[00:06.160]i am the blood fueling their hearts[00:06.400]like a raging storm, a marching drum[00:07.526]again and again let them beat… as one