Album: A Utopia For The Damned (2011)The Last ApocalypsePresenting this annihilation
It's what you came here for
We want the same thing
What we bleed
What we need
What we see thru
Defecation makes the suffering
Hard to breathe thru
We feed from the entrails of sodomists
We proceed to destroy without consequence
Life prelates this testament to bloodshot reality
No need for knives to cut this throat
I bleed it dry three months ago
All that's leftis dry and cold
Dry and cold
The slaughter of the believer
Will justify my disease
On this shit-hole
A presence for the light
You never showed me
No pity for the weak
No rest for you motherfucker
Point your finger at the sky
And ask your God what time to die
Will he answer your last prayer
Or will he just reflect and stare
Your God has failed for the last time
On this experiment
On this rapture
Did you think we were worth saving
Never understanding what you're designed for
Now your eyes are torn from your head
And you see the truth of the matter
You're just built to see what happens
Like a motherfucking Peta Dish Virus
Point your finger at the sky
And ask your God what time to die
Will he answer your last prayer
Or will he just reflect and stare
Point your finger at the sky
And ask your God what time to die
Will he answer your last prayer
Or will he just reflect and stare
