Scorn-

ful,

re-

lent-

less

me-

mo-

ry

Ripped

of

all

but

drive

Un-

dressed

by

bet-

ray-

al

Ze-

ro

tolerance

for

the

soul-

dead

Wish

I

was

the

vi-

o-

lence,

in-

flic-

ted

u-

pon

you

Fuel

for

Hat-

red

a-

ir

raid

siren

Fuel

for

Hat-

red

to

man-

kind

Litt-

le

you,

still

like

a

claw

in

my

eye

Pul-

sa-

ting

or-

ganic

rage

I

should

have

let

you

of

the

hook

Mind

drifts

in-

to

dy-

na-

mic

pain

U-

ni-

ver-

sal

on-

slaught

I'm

on

my

own

Fuel

for

Hat-

red

a-

ir

raid

siren

Fuel

for

Hat-

red

to

man-

kind

Dam-

na-

tion,

ho-

lo-

caust

De-

vil

horns

for

you

to

ride

Time

for

the

an-

gel

spread

wings

and

fly

World

op-

po-

nent,

wish-

mas-

ter

of

grue-

some

pain

Storm-

troops'

fran-

tic

fu-

ry,

de-

mo-

ni-

ac

spit-

fire!

A-

bor-

tion

of

re-

li-

gious

life,

dis-

tin-

guish

the

rot

I

hate

you

to

a

le-

vel

of

in-

to-

xi-

ca-

tion

Don't

feel

a-

lone,

I've

got

e-

nough

I

wish

you

slow

death,

slow

death

by

grin-

ding

Fuel

for

Hat-

red

a-

ir

raid

siren

Fuel

for

Hat-

red

to

man-

kind