Retribution
Album - 30 giugno 1992 - Debaser id 86102

No more inferiority will ruin this, our lives.
To step outside the boundaries of just the will to survive.
Come inside, feel your life, slip from your grasp, to your religion =
you clasp.
A fear that is new, pours into you, tearing your soul, release the =
unknown.
Dethroning the old, crowning the young, rightful heir, the time has =
come.
Religion has died. All shall melt under one sign.
Relinquish your life. A new lease of power has been sent forth.
The weak can only cry. Lost amongst the dust of a crumbling world.
Last breath fails, time to move on, evolution calls.
Worlds collide, the weak step aside.
Our callings heard, no mercy will come.
The path is cleared, paid for with your blood.
This time has been anticipated, since the dawn of man.
Hatred silently brewing, awaiting it=B9s final stand.
Our rule, our....RULE!
The advantage is ours, gathering the powers of the past.
Tensed forth to aggress, deal a strike with precision crass.
Worlds collide, the weak step aside.
Our callings heard, no mercy will come.
The path is cleared, paid for with your blood.
Now that the time has dawned upon us, allocate your inner soul.
Seize now, this opportunity.
Retribute your malevolence handed down.

Rounded up, herded in, innocence served.
Tortured, various phases, in witness of family you die.

Hot steel prods into your eyes.
Executioner nods, optics spew.
Tanks roll foreword claiming lives.
Focus of death, nothing new.

Innocent families left to die.
Soldiers murder, God defied.
Iron fist falls heavy with lust.

Systematic execution.
Playing God with his thoughts.
No retribution.
Forever the souls will haunt.
Systematic execution.

Military machines, steel warped with hate.
Death from above, precision bombing translates final acts.
Engines whine, tear through the night.
Weary low morale, caught up in the sights.

Soldiers march, take your land.
Resistance end in slaughter.

Dying screams clutter the sands.
Echoing sounds, chaotic laughter.
The sun is killed, behind a blackened sky.
The son is killed, a father watches him die.

Systematic execution.
Playing God with his thoughts.
No retribution.
Forever the souls will haunt.

Wings of death carry your carcass into the realms of terror.
Crushed beneath the wheels of war.
Doctrine of greed violently implored.

Coronation of this our domain.
Only the strong and dominant shall remain.
Ancestral power granted, this our night.
Inheritance never relinquished, endure the plight.

Fools fall backwards.
Passion for victory, never in sight.
The feeble falling victim to the aggressive.
To the aggressive this night.

To lose a life or take a life.
Your just cause rewarded.
Hindered on the battlefield by nothing or no one.
Death exploited.
Taste the blood, smell the victory in the air.
Yellowed eyes take in the dead stare.
The rule shall govern under one allegiance.
Our realm, our dominion.

The authority that has been bestowed.
Will flourish when it's ripe.
All empires that stand around us.
Will decay and fade from sight.

Coronation of this our domain.
Coronation of this dominion.

This coronation.
Intrepid preservation!
Self realization.
Feel the supremacy all around you.
Granted powers to survive.
Your soul forever immortal.
Regain strength of all past lives.
The throne allocated upon us.
The key to sovereign rule.
No more are we looked upon as common.
The reign of power is true.
Coronation.

Never to give in, bred from the start to always win.
Waiting for this day to come, always within our grasp.
Faltering and the weak lay gathered at our feet.
Decimating fools, genocide is our link.

Fools fall backwards.
Passion for victory, never in sight.
The feeble falling victim to the aggressive.
To the aggressive this night.

Crowning of this sovereign can wait no longer.
Inner hostilities force the surfacing.
Violent traditions altered beyond fate.
Your crumbling society denied, ESCAPE!

Seize the pipe, offer your life, inhale this obsession.
Filling the lungs of minorities youth, coincidental connection?
The sickness spreading, into their lives, free-base infecting.
Who will pay for their lives?
The gullible one grabs his gun, sticks it to your head.
For a piece of smoking disease,\squeeze the trigger until tour dead.
Mind is thrown in disarray, for a vice, unconscious slay.
Governmentally induced, no one except yourself to blame.
No one to blame, suicide this game.
Shell of a man left to wither and die.
Deteriorating waste, ignoring his mind's cry.
Addiction continues, more population to abuse.
MONSTER!
Expanding into your lungs, banish your right of thought.
Tasting your foul sorrow, sickening trend of this plot.
Is this what your soul commands? How much rock can you smoke?
Easy prey for government plans, take this genocidal toke.
Monster!, Monster!, Monster!