Born in me
Blackening
Slaughtering
Suffering

These eyes have seen the atrocities of man
Machines of sadistic torturistic killing
These eyes have seen Hell upon this Earth

Men of blackened souls kill upon the holiest of grounds
Buried beneath the feet are the ones who came before me
Reborn on this ground with their blood spilled upon the plain
I am your last enemy born with a wicked soul of fire

With the taste of blackened torture
I am a life taking God
Steady your gun

From the grave be torn
To prepare for peace
We must prepare for war