Inner Surge From The Depths
Falling to the ground under violence
Stones, piss and cum
I will die for a religious disease
Holy thoughts that maul
The high road of rape
Tell my story
Tell my story to somebody
I can't shake this feeling
That no one hears me
An angry wind is blowing my way
You and your vengeful god will pay
I'm coming to your town in flames
Which entity will die in shame?
The ghost or the man?
Sickness blinds you
Shut your mouth
Clothed in justice
I return
The graves are not yet full
The job is not yet done
Crawling endlessly
Desperate
Unfulfilled
Black death should be a closer friend
Get down
On the ground
Tell my story
Tell my story to somebody
I can't shake this feeling
That no one hears me
An angry wind is blowing my way
You and your vengeful god will pay
I'm coming to your town in flames
Which entity will die in shame?
Everyone should understand it's not faith
but actions that make one human
You sir, should be afraid,
so afraid of the dead and the damned
Criticize me
Undermine me
Dehumanize me
Curse and blind me
A hand reaches out from the depths
Over and over again
A message through torturous death
Taught to the young blood again
Wake up the tired and the dead
There's still dignity to defend
Even if terror never ends
Even if terror never ends
