Fine Art of Havoc
Come, play the finest game
With gain and life at stake
See them crawl and strive
Watch mercy, kindness, law
Become hate, chaos
Be torn in fire
Isn't that the one vocation of man
Crushing what lies in our way?
Come, play the slaughter game
Let masks of mercy fade and havoc rise
Pawns all aligned, lay down before my sight
This is the moment, the die is cast
And the massacre will soon begin
These eyes dim and wild, a silent quivering
The only sound's the wind
Craving, feral egoism
Just let it out
Let the hunger for preys and lust and fright
Ignite the world (out to war)
Bow to the martial law
Civilization failed
To quell our desire (let me rise)
To kill's the finest art
To paint amazing sceneries of blood and fire
What shall be the fittest way
To slay our own kind?
Bow to the martial law
Civilization failed
To kill's the finest art
To paint amazing sceneries
This endless, primal force
Lets masks of mercy fade
As logic meets the wild (lust and mind)
Be it desert, forest, sea
They all are chessboards for our fights (death and strife)
Our pride shall swell to see
The world enveloped in a fire
With gain and life at stake
See them crawl and strive
Watch mercy, kindness, law
Become hate, chaos
Be torn in fire
Isn't that the one vocation of man
Crushing what lies in our way?
Come, play the slaughter game
Let masks of mercy fade and havoc rise
Pawns all aligned, lay down before my sight
This is the moment, the die is cast
And the massacre will soon begin
These eyes dim and wild, a silent quivering
The only sound's the wind
Craving, feral egoism
Just let it out
Let the hunger for preys and lust and fright
Ignite the world (out to war)
Bow to the martial law
Civilization failed
To quell our desire (let me rise)
To kill's the finest art
To paint amazing sceneries of blood and fire
What shall be the fittest way
To slay our own kind?
Bow to the martial law
Civilization failed
To kill's the finest art
To paint amazing sceneries
This endless, primal force
Lets masks of mercy fade
As logic meets the wild (lust and mind)
Be it desert, forest, sea
They all are chessboards for our fights (death and strife)
Our pride shall swell to see
The world enveloped in a fire
Credits
Writer(s): Gianluca Parnisari, Claudia Nora Pezzotta, Graziano Franchetti
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