New Slaughter (Thy Disease)

Idead created by possessed brain They gleam and aborb Blind masses start they vicious march Among nuclear flames Priest teach you the suffering Dictators victims, they wet in pain We are the chosen ones We have the might There's no truth, God can't you see? Phantoms without eyes Devour each other Tied in web of lies Sheeps without will Feed with every non sens They're kneeling now Soon will rise, ready to kill Now generation rises Helpless had stupified Faces showing nothing, corpses mob Babylon has become, hatred inborn XXI century man I'm ready for slaughter