Gone, is, all reason Pitch darkness drowns each season Minds, fall, in despair Stench of death filling the air The pain surges swelling to release Thoughts of mayhem flow so freely Regard for life falls the way of apathy Tearing souls apart, cursing divinity Crimson dreams of what's to be Torn to shreds, Food for the pigs Rage will lead temptation Pain begets salvation Slaughter will set our demons free We'll fuck this world dead When they find the steal penetrate the walls of their cold being Eyes stare cold and lifeless, empty souls fall to their knees No emotion in this wraith as the bodies rid of fluid The pigs born of the flames below, consume all that is green Death to all that cross, tear out their beating heart, human gristle for the pigs Death to all that cross, tear out their beating heart, human gristle for the pigs Fall of all humanity, the violent end that was foreseen The coming in the form of human plague Gone, is, all reason Pitch darkness drowns each day Minds, fall, in despair Stench of death filling the air Rage will lead temptation Pain begets salvation Slaughter will set our demons free We'll fuck this filthy world dead to End to cleanse to cease the disease Fall to hell man's fate will be Rise will the beast a new dawn breeds Seeds of hatred planted Generations of bloodshed Calling for a definitive end