As I cut you down and claim,

your empty Vessel as my prize,

In ignorance, the question

are my actions just or wise?

Propaganda, force - fed,

feel the need to feed the greed

Parasites upon our Planet,

frenzied as they feed,

Black hearts, sickening smile, stylised

Gods, utterly vile,

Shadow seekers, lords of deceit,

Currency their arsenal

Wolves dressed as sheep.

Spinning poisoned webs, alluring false comfort

(The) people blinded by the facts they cannot see

Ignorance, no longer, stays the execution

Before I take your head, you will kneel to me.

Takers of heads, decapitating sneer

Takers of heads, emanating total fear

Takers of heads, conquering the soul

Takers of heads, insatiable desire.

Your head, my trophy

Hanging high above my door

Skulls of enemy fallen

Strewn across the floor

Ever ready, ever willing

To heed the material call

March to the contest willing,

Another dance of death.

Ghastly ghoulish visions

A sea of severed heads

Bright blood dripping darkly

Pooled upon the crimson sod.