Metanoia

Threshold Of The Annihilation

Metanoia


Visions of the past rise up amongst the pain 
Reminders of the torture your false religious reign 
Political lobotomy of the wasteland masses 
Death for you and me while the guilty go free 

You sit upon your throne you sit there like the whore 
Visions of your conquest a reality unknown 
I deny your evil hands I will not bow and crawl 
I stand upon the rock in him I shall not fall 

Fighting for the right to breath the air so pure 
I want to live not die from your evil hands 
You disgust me with your putrid ways 
Filth pain sadness flow through your wretched veins