When Death Replaces Life

Smashing the human horde, crushing religious filth

Nailing invertedly the ones who plant the seeds of doubt

Wasting inherent truth, confronting an inner hell

Cursing subconsciously the ones who reap the seeds of doubt

How can humans play God when all they all are slaves?

Their lack of souls will lead them to an early grave

Condemned to live a life of unrelenting praise

Their rotted corpse remains when death replaces life

Tearing the vocal chords of prophets

That spoke of lies unwanted

They are the ones controlling the seeds of doubt

How can humans play God when all they all are slaves?

Their lack of souls will lead them to an early grave

Condemned to live a life of unrelenting praise

Their rotted corpse remains when death replaces life

Fearing their fate, they chose a random date

When all life would cease and rapture would release

Trampling the meek, the gospel they did speak

Foretelling demise, speaking only lies, lies, lies, lies, lies

Feeding the senseless souls of mindless

Inhabitants not knowing they are the ones consuming the seeds of doubt

Finding the source of stimulation, unnurtured realization

Of fools who will always against their will just end their lives

How can humans play God when all they all are slaves?

Their lack of souls will lead them to an early grave

Condemned to live a life of unrelenting praise

Their rotted corpse remains when death replaces life