Burn the World - Portrait

Force of shackles binding with torment

Through their points in a laughing sky

For each birth an affliction so cruel

The grasping hands of fate

Ties that limit, blinding illusions

Lying image of false affections

From the cradle and beyond the grave

The jealous eyes of «god»

And for each star that guides your way

A hidden ruler, to keep untouched the tyrant’s reign

So burn the world

Silent voices inducing oppression

Weakening thought forms through mind intrusion

Bereft of true will man must die

For all eternity

And for each star that guides his way

A hidden ruler, at war with all that serves our cause

So burn the world

A new day dawns, another mountain wall to climb

Burn the world!

Burn the world!

A new day dawns, another mountain wall to find

Burn the world now with flames of rebellion

Rise to power through lawless dominion

In ashes the remains of man

Shall signal our revenge

And like each star that fell to bless the hidden bloodline

So forged the swords for the elect

Now burn the world