There was a time and there was music and a harmony, no one trying to be an oppressor and not a human being. Melody gave way to discord No one thought it odd--murder for a God murder for that that one who would create

Bang your head against the wall it loves you to Desecrate a people, anyone will do

Martyrs made and more forgotten, numbers to a sum those that would succumb, numbers that infallibly would fall Hate begets an index fossil, as we trample over soon forgotten lore, relegate them to sepulchral page

Bang your head against the wall it loves you to Desecrate a people, anyone will do Bang your head against the wall it needs you to Suffocate that restless fire inside you

Fleeing, stark standing, they fall and they writhe the maimed and the mangled go into the night


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