Weak Aside
Lyrics
We're born to reign as masters,
to ashes we'll burn the pastures
and repel their ways back
to nothingness.
Chaos in symmetry,
this glorious victory.
In darkness only we can see!
Our name has seen the future,
headshot target now on God.
Point blank crimson dawn
spew forth tomorrow’s spawn.
Transcend with rage of the elite,
the new order come to rise and shine.
Write new history as we wipe and delete,
an urge to rid this world of human waste.
Weak aside!
Defiled bloodlines severed,
the lowlifes doom endeavoured.
The sheep of masses trampled
under our march.
Set out to lead and create,
this power indulge our fate.
This era calls for annihilation!
Our whispers outsound prayers,
we claim what was never theirs.
Sworn to the triumph of darkness!
Our name has seen the future,
headshot target now on God.
Point blank crimson dawn
spew forth tomorrow’s spawn.
Transcend with rage of the elite,
the new order come to rise and shine.
Write new history as we wipe and delete,
an urge to rid this world of human waste.
Weak aside!
Infidels bow to me,
insects too blind to see.
Disgusting foul flea,
we remove the life of thee.
to ashes we'll burn the pastures
and repel their ways back
to nothingness.
Chaos in symmetry,
this glorious victory.
In darkness only we can see!
Our name has seen the future,
headshot target now on God.
Point blank crimson dawn
spew forth tomorrow’s spawn.
Transcend with rage of the elite,
the new order come to rise and shine.
Write new history as we wipe and delete,
an urge to rid this world of human waste.
Weak aside!
Defiled bloodlines severed,
the lowlifes doom endeavoured.
The sheep of masses trampled
under our march.
Set out to lead and create,
this power indulge our fate.
This era calls for annihilation!
Our whispers outsound prayers,
we claim what was never theirs.
Sworn to the triumph of darkness!
Our name has seen the future,
headshot target now on God.
Point blank crimson dawn
spew forth tomorrow’s spawn.
Transcend with rage of the elite,
the new order come to rise and shine.
Write new history as we wipe and delete,
an urge to rid this world of human waste.
Weak aside!
Infidels bow to me,
insects too blind to see.
Disgusting foul flea,
we remove the life of thee.
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