Aversions Crown - Advocator Of Mans Genocide Тексты

Sentinel of our last exile
Guide our hands and behold
This final paradise

Yelay our sacrifice.charlatans of faith and mercy
Your God is but a vessel, a tool of malice and enslavement
This is the pulse of the awakened
A singular consciousness to control
Manipulate and deceive.incorruptible
And exact in its execution

Can you feel the pulse of the awakening?
Advocator of man’s genocide I bow to thee
Reprogrammed. You chose your own demise