...and Carnage Basked In Its Ebullience

Through arcane ages
A self-destructive pattern
Warmongers and celestine fools
A plot wrought by tools

Control mass delirium, manipulating the insecure
A morbid tell-tale of hypocrite redemption
Abusing the void and need for something that guides thee
Precarious evolution into a global war, they crave
In the eyes of beholder, insane
Strap down the infidel of hate

The essence of the beast revealed as rage
Control mass delirium, destroy which is inferior
Killing in the name of god, so redundant
Savage for mental slaves

And carnage basked in its own wrought hell
Tempting fate with its wrist and razor
Meticulously slicing veins
The frailty of the human condition
With praise and guts, leaders are torn
Spirituality has been forlorn

Through arcane ages
A self-destructive pattern
Revel in bloodshed, for the delusions of a man
Warmongers and Celestine pools
A plot wrought by tools



Credits
Writer(s): Sven De Caluwe, Sebastien Tuvi
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