Flickers of icons race through my eyes it's all I see,
Punish the victims of no thought let them be free.

This hatred to be my ammunition,
Two in the chest and one in the head.
Orchestrate death without remorse,
Blood is an ally, let it be - let it be seen.

Seven demons. Creatures of war.
The hour has come, a blackened sky filled with crows.

And now vigilante justice will be done.
Lives will be taken for granted by a page in a book.
Every last breath we will consume.
Merciless destruction; fathom the endless wounds.

Idols and crosses. Creatures of war.
The hour has come, a blackened sky filled with crows.

I hate.

We feel no pain, no passion violence is all.
A small sense of security spreading to young new minds.
Since the beginning nothing has changed.
Mankind must choose the call to - the call to arms.

Ancient scrolls and endless funds. Creatures of war.