Murder Of Life

by Stigmata· from Hymns For An Unknown God

This is the age of strength, Angels raped on the streets of man. Feel me and the sores of my soul forever swollen from my burning below and I have died one too many times. Used to feel, now there's nothing inside. You think you know me and what's in my head. I'll make you suffer for the years I've bled. Believe in what you fear, fear the end of your life. Fear in what you believe. Fear to live. This is the age of pain. Never have we seen a plague. Knowledge of the past we have learned and still we sit and watch the world burn. Addicted to the murder of life. For the human race. No hope is in sight. You think you know me and what's in my head. I'll make you suffer for the years I've bled. Believe in what you fear, fear the end of your life. Fear in what you believe. Fear to live. 'Cause you are weak. cum my way. I will rip your dreams apart. Say no more my beliefs leave me here to to. 'Cause I believe in my own faith that is all I've got. You fucking fear me. Rape your life. Rape your fucking life. I rape it. This is the age of strength. This is the age of pain. This is. Believe in what you fear. Fear the end of your life. Fear in what you believe. Fear to live. 'Cause you are fucking weak man. You're fucking weak, your existence means nothing. You're a waste, afraid to live. Now suffer, fuck.