Dyscarnate Extinguishing The Face Of Heaven
The entity is one never to be looked upon, with a wrinkled shroud, creased with loyalty
A sacrifice fulfilled with screams upon completion, the sharpened persuader reveals ruby secretion
Emergence from pride, entwined with the soil
Meeting face to face but not in person
Desperate to fall, entrenched in the flesh
Before words ended worlds; "Open Fire"
Destined for the land of the enterprising one, within the empire of the rising sun, where the dirt unfolds to reveal skin, flesh targets flesh, respond in kind
Animation ceasing, life force decreasing, Operation Downfall, butcher them all
All art is based on deception
The canvas torn, part of the masterpiece
Musing upon endless beauty, but making the mark before spewing creativity
The friendly silhouettes are all squatting before the camera
Animation ceasing, life force decreasing, Operation Downfall, butcher them all
Animation ceasing, guns for hire
Operation Downfall, open fire
The thousand yard stare, cut short by nine-hundred
Kill or be fulfilled, only then see the end of the conflict
