Face Of Conflict
Tomb Of Doom
Welcome to the proud slave land
The human race under mass hypnosis
A world, run by the most gruesome welcome to a proud slave land
Lucifer is a God
You’re all sheep
All accepted mass human sacrifice
But a new leader follows rituals
We suffer at their hands
A man masked as God
That makes this hard to swallow
Your patriotism isn't fucking promised
A new world order rose with fallen towers
There is more at stake, than your fucking weekend
A man masked as God
That makes it makes this hard to swallow
Your patriotism isn't fucking promised
A new world order rose with fallen towers
There is more at stake, than your fucking weekend
Beginning of the end - I'm at my wit's end
Beginning of the end read up for yourself, instead of begging for lies
Presidential assassination, upon the hope bringers
I will be the face of conflict
Now plan the suspicious death
Watch your fucking mouth
Because I run this world
Watch your fucking mouth
Because I run this world
So kneel before the fucking boss
Call me an illumanatic product
To interrupt, the constant flow of bullshit
Government ties, why government lies
Sinister corruption, masked as a family dream
Our population - under mass hypnosis
Rich white businessmen, making the best clientelei inherit my 3rd world
So to them I am from hell
I will bring your world onto its knees
Worship your new king!