Subscribe - Anxiety found shape in contradictions Act. II. Delusion

Penda! Sound of your anger devours our silence.
Greed in the lords wakes the hunger through the island
Nobody knows if the rumors are true we better get armed
Straight to the borders ‘till the moon illuminates

Gaira, internal conflicts weakens the bloodline
The war has sold every soul out there
Gaira, internal conflicts weakens the bloodline
Time has come to subdue the keys in your hand
And nobody else’s…

Cut off the heads, arms and the legs
We’ll go
Champs of the fight, we ride on the hatred flow
Kill for the one true power that’s the rifles belief
Cut off the heads, reap all the virgins slowly

We need no reason for the slaughter
We love to kill
We need no reason to hang the princes!
…until the moon illuminates!

Who’s that out there now!
What’s that sound I here?
I may heard the neighbors roar I fear now!
Who’s there now tell me my dear?

In my destination all the faith has been sealed
Such huge damnation!
Are we embraced by these shields?
Kill for the one true power that’s the rifles belief
Cut off the heads, reap all the virgins slowly

Bring the betrayers! Burn their eyes out!
They’re praying for quarter to your highness
Are they truly served you?
Or just fooled you behind you Sir?
Oh no you shouldn’t even leave them alive.