The Forefront Of Failure

Stand on the forefront of failure

A new age of repair

Hesitation will not be rewarded

We must trample the weak

Herd them as cattle

Slay them as sheep

And I'll bury the corpses

I am a slave to disorder

Renewed hope for this killing machine

Your God stands here before you

Bow down and accept defeat

And I watched as the heavens

Collapsed to this heresy

A new throne ripe for the taking

If this crown could fucking bleed

My name torn from the scriptures

I must cling to these words

Mark them I will defy you

No one gets out alive

Cast me asunder, draw me to death

Cursed are these numbers, carved on my chest

I can feel the darkness

Descending upon my brethren

My breath is hastened by

The rising wave of holy trumpets

Follow the trail of dead, into the mouth of hell

Expose the flame that enslaves

The wretched spawn within

I watched as countless died

Fulfill the prophecy

Let insurrection be the parting gift of my

Intentions

As the sun sets

As I'm reduced to dust

My legacy remains

Within the blood of earth