1. THE WEEDS WILL PROSPER

Skell's of society, perceived through filtered eyes
Judged on biased reality, a malevolent despise
Mechanic, action, programmed simple minds
Veiled in a hatred, blackened disguise

Paradigm shift, judged by the hypocrates
Paradox rift, a sermon for the ruthless

We are the weeds, battered and broken
Skell's of society, lest we be outspoken
We are the weeds, born to burn in hell
Worms of society, forever we will prosper

Scars of tomorrow, scabs of the human race
Seen as vile, defined as the great disgrace
Morbidly clad, we're painted in black
The more you kill, the more we'll grow back

Paradigm shift, judged by the maggots
Paradox rift, a sermon for the heartless

We are the weeds, battered and broken
Skell's of society, lest we be outspoken
We are the weeds, born to burn in hell
Worms of society, forever we will prosper

We take on the masses, with our heads held high
High deviant catalyst, defeating simple minds

We are the weeds, battered and broken
Skell's of society, lest we be outspoken
We are the weeds, born to burn in hell
Worms of society, forever we will prosper


2. NEX OF TERRA

A great storm approaches, and with it death encroaches
In our final hours we are deceived
So with this partial core, dictation will be no more
And shake the foundations of belief

Fire, distaster by thy scene
Fire, releasing the unseen

An era, beyond repair, Chernobyl reigns of terror
Man killed by his own, invention
Damnation marches faster, on the cusp of this great disaster
In the winds ride our asphyxiant

Fire, distaster by thy scene
Fire, releasing the unseen

The end of all, is so beautiful
The man made god machine, is here
So beautiful
Man's greatest achievement, created fear

Did you ever think you'd see, at the turn of the century
Our accelerated march towards domination
Men so blinded by there greed, that they never came to see
Power means nothing, with no civilization

Fire, distaster by thy scene
Fire, releasing the unseen

The end of all, is so beautiful
The man made god machine, is here
So beautiful
Man's greatest achievement, created fear

Countless gone
A necessary gain

Fire, distaster by thy scene
Fire, releasing the unseen

The end of all, is so beautiful
The man made god machine, is here
So beautiful
Man's greatest achievement, created fear


3. PREACHING THE MACHINE

A belief, a conjured up belief, sworn to make you pay
The greatest lie, ever created, for a monetary donation

Watch for, a fallout
Then see, what you believe in now

Vast amounts of mind consumed, by counterfeit reports
A wound, brought forth on man, illusions for, sanity

Watch for, a fallout
Then see, who you believe in now

I don't need a preacher, for this facade
I don't need your input, on who is my

Collection of lies, with rewards or punishment
Pushed upon, fuck your congregation, I won't be, taken

Watch for, a fallout
Then see, what you believe in now

I don't need a preacher, for this facade
I don't need your input, on who is my God

Believe I won't be recruited, to your artificial creed

Watch for, a fallout
Then see, who you believe in now

I don't need a preacher, for this facade
I don't need your input, on who is my God
I don't need a preacher, for this facade
I don't need your input, on who is my God


4. COWER BEFORE ME

With the tyrants rise, so begins the rapture
On winds of disguise, I will return
Congregate the masses, religions join then pass
Hell spawn at my command, so begins my reign of man

Cower before me [x2]
Born in fire, rise from these ashes
Serpent god eternal, power flows through me
Reign in fire, haven to the beast eternal
Rule infernal, cower before me

Follow the chosen one, the prophecy in hand
Forged in fire, encrusted in the barren land
Slaves lashed and broken, beliefs shattered like stone
Foretold by the profit, I stand upon a blood red throne

Cower before me [x2]
Born in fire, rise from these ashes
Serpent god eternal, power flows through me
Reign in fire, haven to the beast eternal
Rule infernal, cower before me

Armies of the dead, my disciples of the dark
Legions of pawns, we prepare to leave our mark
Crusaders of the plague, my warriors of the dark
Legions of rats, prepare for the sacred Reich

The sky bleeds red, on my ascension to the throne
The scriptures, prophesies the chosen ones great demise
I'll lead the vermin, the virus, vile and the human race
I oppose the great sermon, I am the lords disgrace

Cower before me [x2]
Born in fire, rise from these ashes
Serpent god eternal, power flows through me
Reign in fire, haven to the beast eternal
Rule infernal, cower before me