Gored by Horns of Judgment
Awaken to no sun, what have I become
Why is there no recollection
I gaze upon this wasteland
What is done cannot be undone
Says a voice beyond the outer limits Foreshadowing a fate this place knows to well
Outside, I moved towards this giant structure
Pulsing with new life I slip inside
These walls are cold and smell of death
I move foward holding my breathe
Eyes open, blood rushes through, choke at the scent, what is this place
An arena filled with unknown forms of life
Witness a sacrifical form of death
Screaming, pleading, tied up
The humans have no chance as the crowd begins to chant
Gored by, gored by, gored by, horns of judgement
Gored by, gored by, gored by, horns of judgment
Fiends stab their hearts, tearing them apart, bathing in the blood while they scream
A means to execute, punctured torn in two
Victims gored by fucking horns of judgment
Rise, rise
Seek and divide
Show them death
See pain burn right through their eyes
We are those who survived the end of days
To the moon we relenquish our praise
Gilded is the path our starlight savior paid for us
Join or suffer the same preforated fate
I turn and flee from this hell
What foul beasts, mutated, cold to the core
Prevailer of the dead
Lusting to spread its disease
Controlled by that which cannot be seen
I must escape of prepare to die
And execution orderer, gored by horns of judgment
Why is there no recollection
I gaze upon this wasteland
What is done cannot be undone
Says a voice beyond the outer limits Foreshadowing a fate this place knows to well
Outside, I moved towards this giant structure
Pulsing with new life I slip inside
These walls are cold and smell of death
I move foward holding my breathe
Eyes open, blood rushes through, choke at the scent, what is this place
An arena filled with unknown forms of life
Witness a sacrifical form of death
Screaming, pleading, tied up
The humans have no chance as the crowd begins to chant
Gored by, gored by, gored by, horns of judgement
Gored by, gored by, gored by, horns of judgment
Fiends stab their hearts, tearing them apart, bathing in the blood while they scream
A means to execute, punctured torn in two
Victims gored by fucking horns of judgment
Rise, rise
Seek and divide
Show them death
See pain burn right through their eyes
We are those who survived the end of days
To the moon we relenquish our praise
Gilded is the path our starlight savior paid for us
Join or suffer the same preforated fate
I turn and flee from this hell
What foul beasts, mutated, cold to the core
Prevailer of the dead
Lusting to spread its disease
Controlled by that which cannot be seen
I must escape of prepare to die
And execution orderer, gored by horns of judgment
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Writer(s): Tyler Lauer
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