Lyrics Thy Art Is Murder

Thy Art Is Murder

Dead Sun

Possessed he wanders your empty mind

Forcing the hand of the puppet to move

Hatred unleashed upon the earth

From the inside of you

Treacherous hands hide the face of sadness

Asphyxiated with the noose of jealousy

The claws of betrayal

The mother of morality is the father of fear

Supreme deceiver

The hidden engineer

My passage to the creator sewn in wasted flesh

Blind hypocrites operate in cold blood

You are the carriers of the apocalypse

Strike fear into the hearts of the children of god

Show them the hell that awaits below

Burn their symbols of hope

Let their faith rest in ash

Possessed he wanders your empty mind

Forcing the hand of the puppet to move

Hatred unleashed upon the earth

From the inside of you

Supreme deceiver

The hidden engineer

My passage to the creator sewn in wasted flesh

The claws of betrayal

The mother of morality is the father of fear

Collapse into a dead sun

Under the tides swept into oblivion

My halo hung around my neck like the rope of the fallen

Walls caving in i have been crushed by my isolation

The burden of a mind

Deprives of its own volition

I cant wait to die

The weight of the world but the world would not wait

For my salvation

I cant wait to die