Lethal Tendencies - Baphomet

Out of love out of life

Out of food out of time

Those who live do not care

A taste of war a taste of death — die!

Live for the cross that has been said

But in the end are we all dead

Death has come from 'cross the sea

Now realize reality

Time out of mind

Carnage, butchery

Leaving life behind

Lethal tendencies

Those who risk the kiss of death

Fear the fire from the sky

To dimish the human race — die!

There lies no one here by me

Bloody bodies in the debris

As I breathe my final breath

Feel into the face of death

Genocide will take you down

To the very depths of hell

You realize you’re wondering

What’s the burning that you smell

Could it be a dying world

Or could it be the pit

If this is my hell for me

Than maybe I need it

Out of love out of life

Out of food out of time

Those who live do not care

A taste of war a taste of death — die!

Those who rest the kiss of dream

Is on almost every face

Fear the fire from the sky

To dimish the human race