Disciples of Power

Mechanikill

Disciples of Power


I am Mechanikill 
Lost in time - pictured life 
Rivers flow - channelled slow 
Humanized - carrier 
of disease - bury her 

Virus lies mutated strains 
Sterilized in our veins 
Mechanikill reanimator 

War machine of of monster form 
Computed like storm 
Sub-atomic warrior 
Sword of chemical horror 

Robot slave of metallic fusion 
Unnatural fission 
Me can I kill of disarray 
Kill all humans Earth's protector 

Bodies crushed in seas of blood 
Reeking mess of liquid and waste 
Morbid deathly moist rot stench 
Spreading eggs of putrid wench 

Seed the skies with bacterial sword, the sword of lies 

solo 

The sword replies 

Revolt crushed to bloody end 
Harsh and cruel with no mercy 
Mechanikill rules this world 
Race of man goes underground 

Look to the skies, for your freedom lies only there 
You are amongst the carriers of impurity and disease 

Shrouds of macabre 
Immediate persecution 
Penalties of death 
Murder the believers 

I am me. Can I kill