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  • Текст песни The Crimson Syndicate - Of Wolves And Martyrs

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    Who would want to worship a deity,
    Who left his beloved son, his first born,
    To die mercilessly, nailed on a wooden cross?
    Are those the divine moral values that we are suppose to spread all across?
    (Fucking bastards)

    The Land, we share, as a headless herd
    Of sheep, passively waiting to be devoured
    By wolves, like me, and in the end who’ll be remembered
    The fuckin’ Martyrs, or the Almighty Conquerors?

    Jesus was but a man who sought the truth with passion
    And when he got too close, he was punished for his lust of wisdom
    By the Highest Authorities and then began the Martyrdom
    One does not need to have cancer to analyze its symptoms,

    To me, water could not be clearer
    under the light of this psalms,
    we’re an orphaned society born and raised
    to be eternal victims

    An Abomination, yeah you could call me that
    A drastic evolution, yeah that’s what I’m all about
    Otherwise I wouldn’t be standing here, spilling me heart
    And wasting my soul over old beats and whatnots

    I’m not saying these lyrics never been used before
    I ain’t reinventing the wheel, using these metaphors
    Bring me justice, bring me blood, dead bodies galore
    Its War!
    ’till every holy men drops dead on the floor
    In a ridiculously gruesome pile of Gore
    I wanna see priests and ministers suffer some more,
    It’s War!

    I’ve no pity for the human race, come closer let me pull out your veins
    In a bloody mess full of disgrace, while you stare at god’s face
    Cause I don’t believe in holy judgment. And you shouldn’t
    Either since the facts hidden from you are so irrelevant

    The subject of this matter is nothin’ but conspiracy
    Once the truth explodes, I’ll be the first to laugh hysterically
    At the weak mortal soul whose death will come immediately
    Lost through his path of life of false identities

    Let me be thy Savior, your undisputed Furor, worst than Hitler,
    That bitch couldn’t withstand the heat, the defeat, the pressure
    That’s why he died by his own hands in Berlin’s bunkers
    But I, will build a different Reich, a whole new reign of Terror,

    After all you maggots are doomed to failure,
    so might has well let me lead, to achieve these goals I nurture
    For I specialize in the evilmost form of Literature
    Completely oblivious to your needs and our race’s future

    I’m not saying these lyrics never been used before
    I ain’t reinventing the wheel, using these metaphors

    World War II, was just a prelude of things worse to come
    And if I ever do find that big bright red button
    That would initiate a brand new era of depression
    I won’t hesitate to activate all the right mechanisms

    To turn the world into crumbs
    and bring upon its destruction
    Missiles raining upon
    everything we did wrong!

    If our world reflected purity for all of us to see
    Then I shouldn’t refrain the killer who’s lurking inside of me
    I shouldn’t be a passive witness to all this brutality
    No one in my lifetime will have control over me

    If you believe in good, then don’t deny evil
    Since the power of its entities, is misunderstood
    The balance has been broken, simply look around you
    You’re fooled by fantasy, like me, now meet The Enemy

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