Encoded - Cruciform Injection

«I am the hunter of the selfish and the damned

Killing in the name of my homeland

Cleansing all the things that brought me such pain

I am the storm born of Hell’s rain

Tearing at the flesh in a bloodthirsty lust

These things spoken are things I must

I won’t hear your passionate lies

Those tormented have yet to die

Redemption accomplished through futile attempts

I will not rest until they’re all fucking dead

Relentless and persistent why do you care?

We are almighty but we can share

You can never hope to even come close

We have the numbers to tighten the rope

Born of metal and complex machine,

It’s no wonder I am so fucking mean

Delicate touch and an unprogrammed mind

Are the things I search so hard to find"