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Polluted carnage dominates the orb

The eye of death is now burning

Infected rebounds and flesh upon our cross

The fool inside is now smiling

And what we see

In our faith we all will go down

In the tombs of hell

Where our pride will forever lose its grace

To the seven faces of god

The seven faces of god

Sarcastic shadows floating silently

The scene of crime is our church

Brutal massacre uncertain misery

The stench of flesh is our fuel

And what we breathe

Inside the vaults of disgrace

In twisted ways untamed

The darker clouds still remain

Diversity without empathy is the goal

Humiliated torment deep possessed

Penetrate reality through rage

Imperialised psychopathic stained belief