We, the Kings

As we walk the Earth filled with deepening fright
Of those who make the rules
We silence every chase
Riding through the reeking smoky mist
Like fallen demons from Hell
We cut your skin off
Six feet off the ground
Ripping the soul and the innards
And we split the sky
With our screaming thoughts
Oh, it is the dark truth

We are the kings of Hell
We are masters in pain

Is it possible to escape from your madness?
Your dreams of divining your blindness
Will you ever stop to spread blood and suffering?
To mutilate, deface, burn and cry?

We are the kings
We are the kings
Hey, hey
We are the kings
Hey, hey
Yes, we are

There is truly nothing that can resist our power
For we are the only masters
There are no voices to question our will
Nothing but the death and silence

We are the kings of Hell
We are masters in pain

Is it possible to escape from your madness?
Your dreams of divining your blindness
Will you ever stop to spread blood and suffering?
To mutilate, deface, burn and cry?

We are the kings
We are the kings
Hey, hey
We are the kings
Hey, hey
Yes, we are

Is it possible to escape from your madness?
Your dreams of divining your blindness
Will you ever stop to spread blood and suffering?
To mutilate, deface, burn and cry?

We are the mighty silence
We are the public inquires
We are the words of wisdom
That you're unable to have
We are the small and the weak
We are the sick and the poor
We are the planet Earth
We are the faith

We're the kings