Converted by the legions march Euphoric thoughts, corrupted disillusions Spiteful, with flame in hand The pain will fuel the anger Never graced by the lie they all live Conflicts made by the silence of the word Flame by words, join the cult Praise the word, sickening desperation Controlled emotions, despise the masquerade Aggregations by the word Carved out by, aeons long ago The massacre performed by the masses Tattered minds chant the prophecy Voices rants the insane Mournful they try to bribe us As the self-made prophets they are Deceived as feeble aggressions Deprived of humanity An elite force of essence A struggle for gracious fortune Desperate wallowing in self-pity The rhetoric of the ignorant Inception of everlasting darkness A war waged by fear Give, and you shall be given to Imminent self-destruction of the aware mind The plague of the herd Gathering strength, for the final blow The utter consequence of denial