Raping For More

Raping For More

All we see are desolate similarities

Try to find the final ending of this

Never be able to look behind the wall of your hidden face

Only a puppet with a knife, ready to destroy me

Believing in the unsure setting you've create, the chaos

But still there are some undaunted

Waiting for the showdown, for the resolution in blood

Their soul will be shorn and shaven

Underneath the wave of death

There is the deep black water

Waiting belligerently for the sense of life

Raping your family you beg for more

Your only strength are your followers

Eating and breathing your poison, while you abuse all we are

Trained to bleed, not to think or to speak

Developing it to their psychological nature

Sharpen the knife you've got from the enemy

Our work is small and insignificant

The coming flood is the right end for you, but for me?

There is place for all of us, but you surely won't be the last

The last one standing, 'cause I'll still be here

Waiting with patience, waiting with your knife

When the world is down and empty

I'll make you rape and kill yourself