Preacher!
Speak up, I can't fucking hear you. Place the poison in my ear and ask me what I fear.
So, take a look around you, you think your God has finally found you? Work in the dark, in the name of the light, you abuse their mistrust; Is this the good lords might?

War.
Inside the fire grows, it consumes my once good soul.
The touch of the devil it feels ice cold, it numbs my mind and chills my bones. My minds at peace. Welcome your immunity.
You live life like an unholy gift, you're nothing but a fucking rat. Strap it on, hook it up to feel the buzz, but you kill kids and that makes you a fucking cunt.
Another waste of skin that time forgot.
Whether it's a god, or a god-given martyr.
You think it's dark? It's about to get darker.
Go and pray in the name of the father, just hope he doesn't bend you over the altar.
Caught in a scapegoat of religion and lust, there is no god; only rotten rusted ruins of us.
I just hope you've learnt your lesson. There's no hope - only blood fills the path too heaven.

Inside the fire grows, it consumes my once good soul. The touch of the devil it feels ice cold, it numbs my mind and chills my bones. My minds at peace. Welcome your immunity.

This Is War.
Inside the fire grows, it consumes my once good soul. The touch of the devil it feels ice cold, it numbs my mind and chills my bones.

My minds a peace, on my knees, I am free, From Eternity.