Distant, Lucca Schmerler — Heirs of Torment

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Crawl from beneath the shadows
Let us take what is rightfully ours
I spread genocidal wings upon humanity…
The new age of torment is about to begin

Enslavement of mankind
Getting rid of the putrid disease
Reclaiming back the throne of evil from the grasp of the weak
Our salvation is damnation of men, guided by the scent of death
How can we ever fall for the saviour that you have left,
Cowardly nailed to the cross?
How can we ever pray to the one that is lost to mortals — puny human!
Nothing but a stupid man-made ideal of the puny God!
We were born from hate, creating this world, creating me…
Subdued by my power, you can no longer resist
There is no escape
You shall get on your knees and bow to me
Count your nails on the cross
Count down the nails

Blood on my face as they turned the cross,
Upside down and burned my flesh
The salvation has begun
Misery crawls though your streets
As the vultures will circle I will sacrifice my life on the way to God

*Breakdown*

Our only salvation is the damnation of men
Guided by the scent of flesh I bathe in blood of my enemies
I feast on flesh of the innocent… of my enemies…
I feast on flesh of the innocent

*Breakdown*

Our only salvation is destruction of men, guided by the scent of flesh