lightning on the kitchen floor While she prays to the Lord The abomination's on my right And the left side's just trying to keep up The abomination
Abyssal blasts of raging profanation Unburying the essence of perpetual revelation Angel of aberration enslaved into submission Banished from the fallen
jesus thrice An alligeance of flesh and steel, unto which titan altar we all kneel Hark! The reversed words of Yahwe from the pulpits of abomination
Antagonistic pressure It lives in all of those Who set the standard for their lives Who preach upon their goals They send the squads of police Enforced
Lessons in might, lessons in stress Teachings of right, reasons of less Seekers of strenght, only they guess Will they proceed, or will they suppress
He's the leader of the land He just fronts the Manson clan Power over all death and sin Storm the ill He just does this Can't you see Leads the weak
Dumped in rivers, poured in sewers Industrial sickness, industrial sickness Crude misgivings, ruthless burnings Industrial sickness, industrial sickness
Alcohol infested lives In the night they seem to fly Never ending road to death Neveer near the home stretch Lack of guidance, sudden trust Will they
Kill your father Kill your friend Kill your neighbor When will it end Join the army, navy Airforce, marines Follow the battalion Suicidal dreams A vicious
Money from the genius mind Who help create the master plan Rulers underground beneath the surface Slowly wakening Futuristic weapons just created For
We think we're men of steel We're angry and we're fueled Commanding, they retreat Prisoners of the war Captured fallen peace Will they find the door
Put to the battlefield With gun in hand Following orders Every demand [Chorus:] Murder, rape, pilage and burn And kill, destroy we learn We fight for
Where are all my friends now Acquaintences have come and gone Past along the road of life Familiar scenes and photographs Stand tall Forget Stand tall
It's not a disease A weapon of war It's not a disease Let's even the score This game's a race A race to the death This game's a race There'll be nothing
In the turbulent Sixties One was free to make a choice If he chose to use dope He could shout and raise his voice As the eighties took its toll Everyone
Will has broken Four walls close in Thoughts of tomorrow When will they win Thoughts of suicide It's just time to do Will they repeat The final sigh
In the tunnel of damnation I wait for the subway to hell Total relentless aggravation No one will tell [Chorus:] Visions of death Pass through your eye
Aggrandize their strenght Focalize on their might Mobilize troops of race A war in the street formalized Weapons support wasteful efforts Deceptions
