Dead Sun - Thy Art Is Murder

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

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!

Strike fear into the hearts of the children of God

Strike fear into the hearts of the children of God!

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…

Deprived of its own volition…

I can’t wait to die!

The weight of the world but the world would not wait

For my salvation

I can’t wait to die!