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Bismillah
02:45
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The word of His what shall be made
Let the world hear to learn his name
My voice to spread, drive his message
My blade to rule all his actions
Bismillah
In the name of God
Bismillah
In the name of God
Alter their state, alter their homes
Alter their slaves to the holy tome
Law of the land, law of the Lord
Law under which I am adored
Bismillah
In the name of God
Bismillah
In the name of God
Mass extinction of your falsified creed
All you dreadfully do is watch them bleed
Final judgement is down the crimson tide
Where the sacred tome has said you shall die
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Strip the Power
02:38
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This world of sin, we live in fear
The ice is thin, never been so clear
Systemization, we'll be no more
World domination, paint the world with gore
We scream we shout, for what we want
They hear the pleas, but they only flaunt
Justice is no more, truly it is blind
To turn an eye, to destroy mankind
No more to fear
No more to cry
No more of death
Strip the power
Strip the power
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3. |
Doomed Under Law
02:22
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No future
No path
Nobody has any say
Time has seized
As anarchy ensues
Society crumbled
Dead
Faith is abandoned
Thought is false
The master's tongue
Persecutes all
The falling of heads
Has no resolve
There is
No cure
You see them cry, but you lack empathy
You see them beg, but you lack mercy
You see them die, but you lack humanity
There's no hope, we're doomed under law
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Chance of Life
02:48
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Horror after horror, hours and days pass by
Seeping to our minds, the things that we have seen
More will be killed, less will be done
Cry to the sky, your thoughts and prayers
Run, hide away from your
Death, his arm reaching to your
Chest, pull away your chance of
Life
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5. |
Harvester of Masses
04:37
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Harvester of masses
Round them up by classes
Eviscerate
Biased views
Twisted thoughts from the left and right
Regurgitate their putrid thoughts
Choking on the feeble minds
Count the heads of all who roam
Spit their knowledge from spiked tongues
They watch
You burn
Diffuse
Ashes
The sky
Turns gray
World of
Ashes
You will not
Feed me false thoughts
You will not
Mangle my words
You will not
Spit on my face
You will not
Escape bloodshed
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6. |
Martyr (Bonus Track)
04:02
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Was sentenced to death
For what I spoke out.
A slither of breath
Became my last bout.
My freedom of speech
Made me be unique.
Was able to preach
Stood high at my peak.
Stand up
Rise up
Stand up
Rise up
Shackles on my wrist
Rusted blood drips down.
My arms theirs to twist
My voice theirs to drown.
Broken on the ground
My eyes black as night.
Bones crack as they pound
But I stand with might.
Stand up
Rise up
Stand up
Rise up
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