Strong solid grip
Around your throat
Time for censorship
No more empty notes
At last this ends
Saved existence
Choking your life away
Your stories cease today
Hiding behind screens of smoke
We'll catch you and swing one big stroke
Concluding your foolish tale
Hammering the final nail
You can run but you can't hide
The wrong will be rectified
Slowing threading the needle
Sewing the lips of evil
False dynasty
Ending in beauty
With a rope around your nape
Mouth and eyes covered with tape
Enough of this
Remove the cyst
Time to tear out the tumor
We are the prosecutor
We are the executioner
Hiding behind screens of smoke
We'll catch you and swing one big stroke
Concluding your foolish tale
Hammering the final nail
You can run but you can't hide
The wrong will be rectified
Slowing threading the needle
Sewing the lips of evil
We bathe in blood, immortalized
Seeker of truth, we sanctify
We are the hunt, we terrorize
Cheaters beware, we're your demise
Alleviate this great affliction
Once guilt is found, a crucifixion
Frozen and pale
Last breath, exhaled
Empty vessel dangling above
Excited cheers devoid of love
Rabid ballad
Spirits flattered
Voices blighted
Drowning your chant of malarkey
Muting your songs of idiocy
This is the end
We will ascend
Days deprived of impurity
Living without obscurity
Silent at last
Your time has passed
Repressing fake history
Your death is our victory
False dynasty
Ending in beauty
With a rope around your nape
Mouth and eyes covered with tape
Enough of this
Remove the cyst
Time to tear out the tumor
We are the prosecutor
We are the executioner