This Means War - Morbid Angel

Savagery — as judgment days arrive

Long we have waited for this time

How many brothers fallen?

How many kept alive as slaves for the wicked few?

'Tis time for reparations

'Tis time to settle scores

This time we give no warning

This means war!

Savagery — 'tis now our spirit overflows

War — our minds are focused;

we are one!

Hear now the winds of change

A force to obviate

All the enemies naked now

All the smoke gone and all their mirrors are broken

Lost — empires crumble;

destiny

Behold!

I crusader no retreat

Years of complacency on the part of the mob

Feeding on lies

So slothed, so full this is it

Restless

And tolerance nearing its peak

Woe to the next ones who push us to far

Our love is now replaced by war

Live cannot be spared, our victory at hand

And by my hand I slay the first

And the last will follow as we watch these wickeds bleed

No rest for the soldiers 'till the purge is done

No salvation until we drench this earth