LYRIC



Sculpted by the hand of the maker
Carved in the flesh and the blood
A craving hunger that feeds
And fuels the flames of war

This blade of mine, sacred piece
Deceased bodies, the dead lie in peace
Cleanse the impure, we shall endure

I am what you made me be, decimation, can you see?
I am what you made me be, obliteration, now see

Corrupted by the allure
A bloodline rotten to the core
Stranded and stray on the shore
Beseech and reach for the stars
The vain, I abhor
Yet to ego, I implore
Hypocrite

This creed of mine, sacred lease
Deceased bodies, the dead lie in peace
Cleanse the impure, we will endure

I am what you made me be, eradication, can you see?
I am what you made me be, annihilation, now see

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