Chemical Warfare
(Hanneman/King)
Frantic minds are terrified
Life lies in a grave
Silent death rides high above
On the wings of revelation
Multi death from chemicals
Arrogance has won
Annihilation must be swift
Destroy without destruction
Gods on the throne must be watching from hell
Awaiting the mass genocide
Soldiers defeated by death from a smell
Bodies lie dormant no life
Rising new souls on the lands where they fell
Demons not ready to die
Nothing to see where the sleeping souls lie
Chemical warfare
Artificial fucking peace
Line up in a death row
Generals in their slow defeat
Diminished from this hell
Banished from the dying world
The lords of hell await
Dogs of war are helpless prey
To immortality
Gods on the throne must be watching from hell
Awaiting the mass genocide
Soldiers defeated by death from a smell
Bodies lie dormant no life
Rising new souls on the lands where they fell
Demons not ready to die
Nothing to see where the sleeping souls lie
Chemical warfare!!!
Fuck it up!
Liquidate
The torture kills the troops that try to fight
Terminate
Human pesticide bring days of doom
Mist falls
The deadly gas that brings them to their knees
Sacrifice
Steal the soul and send his corpse to hell
Hahahahahaha
Mummified regions lying in dust
Fall victim to this game
Petrified corpses bathing in rust
Taken without being blamed
Falsified spirits farther they fall
Soon they will join us in hell
See the sky burning the gates are ablaze
Satan awaits eager to merge
Gods on the throne must be watching from hell
Awaiting the mass genocide
Soldiers defeated by death from a smell
Bodies lie dormant no life
Rising new souls on the lands where they fell
Demons not ready to die
Nothing to see where the sleeping souls lie
Chemical warfare
Warfare!
Captor of Sin (Hanneman/King) Harlots of Hell spread your wings As I penetrate your soul Feel the fire shoot through your body As I slip into your throne Cast aside, do as you will I care not how you plead Satan's child now stalks the earth Born from my demon seed Hot winds of Hell Burns, in my wake Death is what you pray, Behold, captor of sin Infernal slaves of manipulation Captive of my vice Abandon God, the helpless one To relieve you of your plight Subversive action will not help It will strengthen me I see decline in your every move Death your final plea Hot winds of Hell Burns, in my wake Death is what you pray, Behold, captor of sin Your skin turns to leather I ignite your timid blood You feel my lethal touch As I grasp your weary soul I'll take you down into the fire
Haunting the Chapel (Hanneman/King) The holy cross Symbol of lies Intimitade the lives of Christian born Speak of death The words of hate Anticipation grows amongst the dead Hell has seen The priests attempt To bring forth their lord of the cross Strike of twelve Raise the dead The chapel comes under attack The ghosts of sin Torment the priests Their altar will soon be destroyed Heaven's palace Turning black The church now belongs to the dead Blackened magic Infest with lust Lucifer rules supreme The crystal ball shows unknown fate The last thing that's heard is the screams Ghosts from hell invade this feeble shrine Heaven's holy house will fall in time Satan's morbid soldiers chant in lust Destruction of the church we'll burn the cross Attacking angels as they pray to god Tormented preachers hail the twisted cross Haunting the chapel Hell's demons prevail Death has come The house of god has failed
The Abyss
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