Fed to the Pigs

Gone, is, all reason
 Pitch darkness drowns each season
 Minds, fall, in despair
 Stench of death filling the air
 The pain surges swelling to release
 Thoughts of mayhem flow so freely
 Regard for life falls the way of apathy
 Tearing souls apart, cursing divinity 

Crimson dreams of what's to be
 Torn to shreds, Food for the pigs 

Rage will lead temptation
 Pain begets salvation
 Slaughter will set our demons free
 We'll fuck this world dead
 When they find the steal penetrate the walls of their cold being
 Eyes stare cold and lifeless, empty souls fall to their knees
 No emotion in this wraith as the bodies rid of fluid
 The pigs born of the flames below, consume all that is green 

Death to all that cross, tear out their beating heart, human gristle for the pigs
 Death to all that cross, tear out their beating heart, human gristle for the pigs
 Fall of all humanity, the violent end that was foreseen
 The coming in the form of human plague 

Gone, is, all reason
 Pitch darkness drowns each day
 Minds, fall, in despair
 Stench of death filling the air 

Rage will lead temptation
 Pain begets salvation
 Slaughter will set our demons free
 We'll fuck this filthy world dead to
 End to cleanse to cease the disease
 Fall to hell man's fate will be
 Rise will the beast a new dawn breeds
 Seeds of hatred planted
 Generations of bloodshed
 Calling for a definitive end