The Executioner
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๐ Lyrics
Heads will roll.
Shadows in the back of my mind are contorting my vision again, I am consumed by the hatred that I have for the world around me, I'm so fucking sick of subversion and negligence.
The only constant in the incessant chaos and inescapable violence that's surrounding me is the certainty that this is my cross to bear.
The reprehensible demeanour of the swine population repulses me; these hideous abominations deserve no mercy.
Abandoned in life and tormented in death.
An apartheid of the human psyche, eradication of consciousness.
I am the executioner.
I define the past, the present and the future,
I take what is rightfully mine.
I am the genesis of death, hellbent on eradication.
As the gavel swings, the punishment is swift.
I bear no regard for whom the bell tolls.
No shred of sympathy will be offered for these cowards squirming on their deathbeds.
Heads will roll.
Mangled bodies, garroted cadavers, exsanguinated with no remorse.
As the rivers run red with the blood of the innocent, and the corpses of their children are hanging from the sky, unwavering torment rains down from hell above.
They say that history is written by the victors,
My quill of bone is drenched with the marrow of my adversaries.
A vicious decree condemning all of mankind to the depths of hell, signed yours truly.
I have watched as my fellow man fall, sentenced to aeons of suffering.
No mortal being should be made endure such inexplicable insanity.
Legions of the damned puppetered by my hands, eradication of the opposition, no forgiveness for their ignorance, my vengeance is swift.
This is the downfall of mankind as we know it.
And in the end death comes for all of us.
Have you ever held the life of another man in your hands?
Heads will roll.
Shadows in the back of my mind are contorting my vision again, I am consumed by the hatred that I have for the world around me, I'm so fucking sick of subversion and negligence.
The only constant in the incessant chaos and inescapable violence that's surrounding me is the certainty that this is my cross to bear.
The reprehensible demeanour of the swine population repulses me; these hideous abominations deserve no mercy.
Abandoned in life and tormented in death.
An apartheid of the human psyche, eradication of consciousness.
I am the executioner.
I define the past, the present and the future,
I take what is rightfully mine.
I am the genesis of death, hellbent on eradication.
As the gavel swings, the punishment is swift.
I bear no regard for whom the bell tolls.
No shred of sympathy will be offered for these cowards squirming on their deathbeds.
Heads will roll.
Mangled bodies, garroted cadavers, exsanguinated with no remorse.
As the rivers run red with the blood of the innocent, and the corpses of their children are hanging from the sky, unwavering torment rains down from hell above.
They say that history is written by the victors,
My quill of bone is drenched with the marrow of my adversaries.
A vicious decree condemning all of mankind to the depths of hell, signed yours truly.
I have watched as my fellow man fall, sentenced to aeons of suffering.
No mortal being should be made endure such inexplicable insanity.
Legions of the damned puppetered by my hands, eradication of the opposition, no forgiveness for their ignorance, my vengeance is swift.
This is the downfall of mankind as we know it.
And in the end death comes for all of us.
Have you ever held the life of another man in your hands?
Heads will roll.