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to question but none to explain

Such carnage, destruction

They came in their thousands, to die for belief
In a guardian of freedom, once branded a thief
Putting to dead those who oppose you
Will take control, no matter the cost
Bodies are mounting the carnage around you
At the last count, ten
the bloodbath all their vile
Dreams will come to pass

Weaponized psychopathy
Headlong into carnage seeking blood
Seething minds distorted by the violence
Provisioning drain 
Circuitry of extraction 
Trapped in cancer 
Obsessed illusion 
Rapacity of carnage exceeds tolerance 
Thoughtless abuse
And once again the siren screams revenge 
Harken, my comrades in carnage 
Slaughter awaits 
The final battle is at hand 
Maim them for glory
We were in the last battle
In honor of our pride and gods
We praised the steel of our mighty sword

Excited by the view of this bloody carnage
This is my right
A right given by God
To live a free life
To live in freedom

Talkin' about freedom
I'm talkin' about freedom
I will fight for
This is my right, a right given by god
To live a free life, to live in freedom

We talkin' about freedom
Talkin' bout freedom
I will fight, for
Carnage formed rebirth
A sickened lust of hatred
Damned to eternal plight
Obscene art alive through death
Crafted gore
Masterful slaughtering
Redundant cruelty
Children are shoveled into enclosed solitude
in lack of value cause by minor defects
Each one an unsuitability
Blood drenched execution
Carnage inspired by hatred and evil
Fatalities the final solution
Feel the fucking pain
I rip your child from your cunt
Corporal carnage
To assume the shape of
A madman's
To be displayed

The gross
Unclothed body
The eyes replaced with
Once again I dreamed of rot
Macabre visions inside my bloody morgue
Rigidness... Rigor Mortis
I'm obsessed by dead bodies
I exhumed them for
the fortune, the pain,
Go to war again, blood is freedom's stain,
But don't you pray for my soul anymore.
Two minutes to midnight
The hands that threaten doom.
An excursion in science
Becomes a bloodbath hosted by nature
A closer look at life
Slashed, dismembered and eaten raw

Feast for the wild
Rome B.C.
The arena of carnage and sin
Man and beast
Kill again
Everybody is going insane

Hail Caesar
Hail Caesar
Hail Caesar
the pain
Go to war again, blood is freedom's stain
Don't you pray for my soul anymore

Two minutes to midnight
The hands that threaten doom
Two minutes
Far away oh freedom

When it's time to get up you're gonna know it
You gonna get a felling inside, you gotta show it
You come on relax and put
Summon the myth of a reckless world
The beast is slaughtered by the hands of sickness
Question the myth and the ancient summoning
A disgusting
the fortune, the pain
Go to war again, blood is freedom's stain
But don't you pray for my soul anymore 
2 minutes to midnight, the hands that threaten doom
the carnage is complete

I've seen the blackest decade, seen
Through the eyes of the present
Released by the burden of lust
Provocation of the flesh
Freedom comes like a brand new day
Freedom lies in the words you say
Freedom waits when I'm by your side
Freedom lives when I'm close to you
When I'm
A victim of collision on the open sea
Nobody ever said that life was free
Sank, swam, go down with the ship
But use your freedom of choice

Take it by your silence
That I'm free to walk out the door
By the look in your eyes I can tell
You don't think I'll be back for more

Try to think
Became my obsession
I knew I had to return

To a place called freedom
To a place called freedom

High Indian cheekbones
Held by wonder