Ecclesia

I bid thee welcome

Within these halls

To this assembly

Under this vault

Here we're all equal

Neither better nor worse

We're all inhuman

In this unholy and clandestine church

Painted red

Dying dream

Misguided

The supreme

The halls are painted red

Hope is a dying dream

From the blood of the misguided

Bow down to the supreme

Repentless upheaval times

Breeding relentless, evil swines

Inglorious deceivers

Council of atrocity

Pest-ridden leaders

Democratic atrophy

Leading the great betrayal

Shattering existence

Raping the foundations of mankind

They're building castles of pretense

And burning them down

Inventing hollow constitutions

Presenting a new dystopian dawn

In times of turmoil

In times of war

We thrive in chaos

There is no law

World crematoria

Civis inferni

Burning ecclesia

A government of travesty

Like worms dissolve organic matter

Into soil and debris

We shall convert and translate trauma

Into history

Die!

We're giving birth

To discord doctrines

Sowing seeds of suffering

Temple of doom

Foul, foul preachers

Speaking with their twisted tongues

By decree and law

And the power of hate

Freedom will be won

And death shall be your fate

I bid thee farewell

Dead body of citizens

History repeats itself

And slowly fade into irrelevance