sacred halo dies You defied and turned your back Upon our lord of Wrath All faith you lack You walk (upon) this beaten path" All man shall fall as
heart, I'll devour your soul, I'll use your head as my lantern, And I'll leave you for dead. I am the black prophet, with wrath so divine.
victory, our destiny is met. A tale of glory unfolding. A journey to never forget. On a frozen warpath, in the name of winter's wrath. Strike together
eleven million Givin' my rhyme spice, while my DJ's on the slice Vanilla Ice is back on the map, with the wrath of The Iceman Ice, Iceman, the wrath
Chopping lines in international sand Feeding blood junky habits of the elephant man Quenching his thirst with black water rising Executive outcomes on
Blood of all you had to lose I can feel your fear and weakness I see my own in the mirrors of your eyes Caught into a corner, hopeless Near death ahead
Sermon sung me slow to sleep Faster if I had a choice With every breath another death Still so in love with your own voice Idle threats to hide regrets
Then you wake Heart kept in the body bag, pathetic Picture framed obituary faded in the attic A shadow of someone you used to be You've seen so many
Humanity's a failed experiment Walking the path to extinction Spinning its wheels endlessly Grease them with oil when you ring it out Humanity's a failed
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Broken, broken in will Your past is leaving, disappearing misery saves Choking, pain is a thrill, rage is instilled Compassion's a cage Forgiving the
Everything you've ever begged me to be Could never have meant any less to me Everything you've ever asked me to say Is so far away from the truth So far
You may tremble before hell's gates You may watch as the heavens fall And you may shake the hands of fate You may heed the siren's call And you may reach
venerit at que ventura ira (I am made to tremble and to fear At the destruction that shall come And also at your coming wrath When heavens and earth
the wicked Blackened eyes stir up the wrath of sin Lord of the abyss maybe magnified Whose name among ya is wrath! Arise from beyond an obscure gate
[L: Parcharidis / M: Parcharidis, Marquardt] Oh, cleansing indignation - Oh, flame of righteous wrath Give me a soul to fell thee and follow in thy path
Earth he toils for His honesty for the air he breathes The truth of the harvest they will reap The grapes of wrath The grapes of wrath The grapes of wrath
vengeance of our wrath Turned from white into black In vengeance of our wrath Crushed all life of this world In vengeance of our wrath As darkness