O' Mother Carnage,
What should I do to proceed?
Bring me down onto my knees,
And praise me with what I believe,
Great Father of Chaos,
Show me the way,
Give me the will to arise,
And lead me down into apathy.
Nothing can compare to what I have seen in this wretched life.
Souls of the forgotten will bring forth my delight
Nothing can compare to what I have seen in this wretched life.
Feasting on the weak in the burning dead of night.
Great Father of Chaos,
Show me the way,
Give me the will to arise,
And bring me down into apathy.
For the sake of this world and for the fate of this race,
I find the downfall of man to be my sweetest embrace,
To rid the world of this stain, to usher an endless reign,
Like a battle cry I hear the shrieks of pain.
For the sake of this world, and for the fate of this race,
I search within a truth for a hidden face,
Devoid of every emotion and of every feeling,
Devoured from within, A numbness where caring grew.
I see the end of me, drowning in a hopeless tragedy,
There's no longer a will to go on like never before