Bone Crusher

Perish, in the hands of God

Relinquish all motivation

Hell hath spoken I am the chosen one

The bringer of your execution

I do not pray for the forgiveness of a deity

For in the blood I spill the truth remains

Covered in the blood of the men I lay to rest

The prophets I slaughter guide me on my way

As I walk upon their chests

Their last breath escapes them

As I walk upon their chests

I find I am at peace again

One by one men of God challenge me

And I strike them down with no remorse

For I fear the darkness that follows death

But they do not fear death at all

So I pound their skulls against the ground

And ask them if they've felt their gods touch

They simply plead for his mercy

So their fucking skulls I crush

I don't want to die

And I do not wish to live again

I just want to set the score straight

And prove that death is the end