Baphomet - Lethal Tendencies

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Out of love out of life
Out of food out of time
Those who live do not care
A taste of war a taste of death — die!
Live for the cross that has been said
But in the end are we all dead
Death has come from 'cross the sea
Now realize reality
Time out of mind
Carnage, butchery
Leaving life behind
Lethal tendencies
Those who risk the kiss of death
Fear the fire from the sky
To dimish the human race — die!
There lies no one here by me
Bloody bodies in the debris
As I breathe my final breath
Feel into the face of death
Genocide will take you down
To the very depths of hell
You realize you’re wondering
What’s the burning that you smell
Could it be a dying world
Or could it be the pit
If this is my hell for me
Than maybe I need it
Out of love out of life
Out of food out of time
Those who live do not care
A taste of war a taste of death — die!
Those who rest the kiss of dream
Is on almost every face
Fear the fire from the sky
To dimish the human race