What do you hope to prove
Other than the fact your species deserves a permanent fucking extinction?

Unlike other life forms, humans are worthless
Make way for my offspring of darkness

This onslaught was pure amusement
A senseless massacre
Not a single thing more, for the seekers of peace
Will only find it in death

This onslaught was pure amusement
A senseless massacre
Not a single thing more, for the seekers of peace
Will only find it in death

I do not need assistance to rule this world
Everything will grovel at my feet
The only thing I find valuable about your species
Is the noises you make when you die

This onslaught was pure amusement
A senseless massacre
Not a single thing more, for the seekers of peace
Will only find it in death

This onslaught was pure amusement
A senseless massacre
Not a single thing more, for the seekers of peace
Will only find it in death

Simple minded shit and piss filled sacks of meat and blood
Not designed for rebellion
But the perfect specimen to experience pain

What do you hope to prove?
Other than the fact your species deserves a permanent fucking extinction

Unlike other life forms, humans are worthless
Make way for my offspring of darkness

I will create a kingdom in my image
But to rebuild, one must first destroy
Your destruction will be instantaneous

Mindless psyche
Controlled and channeled through a series of religious tactics
Futile humans, delicate
Empty, vessels of emotion

Writer(s): Lucas Mann<br>Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com