State Of East London The Iceman Cometh
You’re a plague of the most unholy kind
I will not witness the fall of man within the foul
doctrine of god
Your non-existent saviour, he will not save you now
The mess you left before us, will not be seen as fit
He will not save you now.
A land where this is excepted will be conquered by fear.
These people spill there knowledge yet swarm with
ignorance
Like lambs led to the slaughter, the swallow all that’s
said
Your gospel has been laid to waste
This is the time
This is the time, we will destroy them.
This is the time, the time to rise
