Lirieke:
Demon Hunter World Is A Thorn

bow to government. Won't trust in a failed system of self-fulfilling lust. Won't love a world where my God is mocked. I defy. Oh, a kiss on the serpent

over again. Flies to filth, greed, wealth. And we take what they give ? every piece that we can hold. Is it all that we are? Is it all we seek to be?

blade is primed to just cut you down again. To no avail, this fix divine was wrought to do you in Seemingly endless, beckoning debt Vacant and nameless, where is

: This is the age of the dead. The generation of pagan and self-led. You can feel the bones shatter beneath our feet. The blood of lust staining our

tears... sweet as wine are they A waste of flesh is the only thing you are to me The time has come to destroy your simple entitles A filthy pack of liars