[Verse 1: Hydra mane]

Who is this that stands before me, are you god or satan?

Have you come to rape our minds or are you here to snake us?

I've been stuck inside this void and I can't find my way

It feels like life is a simulation and there is no escape

And as I look closer the figure in black starts to glitch like a broken computer

I've been getting the notion that all that we know is just nothing but simple illusion

I'm gaining control of my mental in time I believe we’ll eventually change

These perpetual motions they're keeping us close until nuclear war replaces us

The children of evil will rise again

The hand of doom it holds it's grip

The sheep is identical next to the sinner so why don't we burn together

The bible's a lie when you think of the facts

The catholic church is nothing but madness

They claim that they're perfect

But none of it matches

They're trying to fuck all our kids

What is religion when violence is something encouraged to all of your followers?

You rapists deserve to be tortured and altered and met with the feelings of sodomy

How does your savior let this happen?

He must be fucking insane

I promise you pigs shall be struck with a vengeance

Who knows it might happen today

[Verse 2: Baker Ya Maker]

Impending doom I look at the blood moon

Paint this sigil on my face now I’m one with the gloom

Sent from dark space see this message I trace

I've been brought to this place to implant my own faith

Engulf the sun and eat the stars

A planet destroyer is out at large

I’ve seen the future and left it behind

And came back out with no scars

Implanted this narrative call of the heretic

Soon will see their true colors

A war with our fellow men brought by the heaven sent

Spewing their hate for each other

What would you choose to who would you prey

On your death bed with the last breath you take

Asking forgiveness unanswered you’ll stay

Tainted these souls for their sinister ways

Can not tell if I’m awake or if I’m in a sleeping state

Altered is the path I take

The intuition of a snake

Blood it drips upon my face when I look up the heavens call

Wicked you sinner you’ll now be remembered a shun broken spawn

They try to take away my strength and pulverize my dignity

I don't fear thee I trust in 3 for were the Trinity