Hell - Intellectual

I am the tormentor

The incisions shall cut deeper

Have we gone too far?

I walk among the cavalry

I am in the devil's army

Everyone around me seems to want to hold on to their dreams

He drags a blade through her chest and cuts out her heart

This is the faction of insanity and it's an art

Rip her fucking head off

They say to grab the bull by the horns and then attack

I wish to crush them all as if they were fucking rats

I want to hear you scream for mercy

Before I put this hammer to your fucking skull

And in the end I want to hear your scream

Your fucking life will mean nothing

Her head is nothing but a fucking trophy on the wall

His vision blurred from all the alcohol

He drags a blade through her chest and cuts out her heart

This is the faction of insanity and it's an art

Impurity until the end will not exist

So let the bloodstained vomit cleanse your love

A heart of gold will never drain a river of blood

She suffers now just like her cross-bared lord

Have you ever seen a preacher without his words?

Tongue cut out and gagged of blackened blood

The sky turns red as the devil marches

To gates of heaven to slay all gods

Let's see God save you now