Chained to the log. Handcuffed and drugged
Still pain is all
The crucifix in flames
The house of God burned down to
Mechanised death, poisoned last breath
In dust realised kill, what a
"Creator of life, guardian of the dead
Goddess of battle and
Sixteen years of age. The suburb sets the scene.
Sixteen years
Ink the pen with blood
Now sign your destiny to me
Now
Holy Jesus, fuckin' Christ
Forgive my fuckin' head
It's full of doubts
Independence, terrorism
A hail of pebbles and stones
Poverty and racism
The w
Satan My Master
I slit my wrists to drain me of
Kill. Kill them all. Pigs written in blood on the
The one eyed old man told me that the face
Tendons and muscles of steel.
And the blaze of lightning in
Valhalla
Shields of gold
Valhalla
Great Warroirs hall
Valhalla
Valhalla
Burning limbs and deformed steel
The shells cuts through the sky
The
I drink the blood
From cup of death
I sip the milk