Confrontation

Preaching for a new fantastic realm

Trust God: it’s us he’s out to sell

Time’s come for a new millennium

Inaugurate it with all your hate (hate!)

Chaos the infinite rivalry

Summon the hordes you cannot be stopped!

Sweet and tempting with a foul stench

Advance through social contempt

One thing is left to be asked

What the fuck do you plan to achieve?

Don’t stir too long in your own juices

Who knows when you will fry! (fry!)

Blend your cause in with a bit religion

When free thoughts are so easily strained

Confronted with individual opinion

Reach out like there’s something to feel

Wanting to come to this conclusion: gods plot is guided through me!

Anti-social fundamental approval will set our souls free! (free!)

I’m searching…

I’m clutching…

I’m breathing…

Guess what I’m seeing? Fools!

Fools on parade

Slightly strayed over loss of soul

Have you ever been tempted to free yourself of all cause?

Confide in lies you moralize

Credit for all the ideas you solemnly stole

Wwon’t shed a tear when you’re overrun

You played with lies and you’ll pay with dear life!