Lyrics Psyclon Nine

Psyclon Nine

Lamb of God

The children will suffer underneath a cold black sky

A testament to their heathen destruction

Broken teeth on blood soaked soil

From the smiles of religious seduction

Wretched disease only foreplay to pain your fates pre-ordained

Broken soul of a time before time

Put to death but I cannot die

Refuse called from a life of anguish

Spreading disease to kill the sacred Lamb of God