Cries Of The Foresaken

The passageway through a world of parasites
Warlike schemes that try to make us blind
Drown in a river of blood, tears and guts
On disgusting paths you were tell to rot

The cries of the forsaken
Your ears begin to bleed
Still you ignore that they exist
They start to haunt you in your dreams

Repugnant things you start to absorb
The god of hate and fear you now adore
When you are obsessed with the enemy
One day you'll see, you've become the enemy

And when you someday leave this world behind
The people still shiver, for you are now a symbol of fright
Thousands more like you will be sent out
On disgusting paths they will be left to rot...