Thy Art Is Murder
The Adversary
Among the masses crawl the weak
Watch them cluster together like maggots feeding on the dead
They stand against something far superior
Attempting to create fear and chaos
They infect you with false ideals
But they are designed to fail
No matter the consequences
We will not fall to these pitiful fucks
They alone are insects sucking life from the world
United they stand, divided they shall be slaughtered
Strike them down with unrelenting hatred
Let bloodlust fuel your aggression, inflicting brutality
They will embrace death to escape from merciless torture
Crushing skulls to make an example
To all those that oppose me
The time has come for you to defend your existence
We must deface and mutilate the enemy
The false obsession, the isolation of their fate
They fall to their fucking knees
We must show them that their attempts to conquer us
Will lead to their own demise
We march to the sound of slaughter
Death, destruction, chaos, and rape
We march to the sound of slaughter
Death, destruction, chaos, and rape
We march to the sound of slaughter
Death, destruction, chaos, and rape