歌词
A figure for the closing of time
The antagonist divine
Void of vacant word
One final answer to be heard
I will carry my decree into a storm of lead
This is total war
My want for tolerance is dead
To my last breath
I am someone to hate (I am someone to hate)
I will spit upon the idol for which you stand
I will carry the weight (I will carry the weight)
I will bury your deception with a wrathful hand
Heart is cold, and my weapons are washed in blood
I avow to the call on high
My resolve in the blessed above, in this ever-consuming divide
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A figure for the closing of time
The antithesis defined
Threat to faith untrue
I am the enemy of new
All you advocates of Hell
You corruptors of free will
The culling is nigh, better get your fill
To my last breath
I am someone to hate (I am someone to hate)
I will spit upon the idol for which you stand
I will carry the weight (I will carry the weight)
I will bury your deception with a wrathful hand
Heart is cold, and my weapons are washed in blood
I avow to the call on high
My resolve in the blessed above, in this ever-consuming divide
I am the cry for the falling of time
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Born into the lust within our eyes
Taught to write the scriptures for our lives
We inherit the lies
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To my last breath, to my final day
Heart is cold, and my weapons are washed in blood
I avow to the call on high
My resolve in the blessed above, in this ever-consuming divide