The Law

Still the age of ignorance
The law of the brute remains, even harder
Infected minds in dogmatic coma
Beyond the true carnage of the world
Spirits in cannibalistic savagery
But my axe may not cleave fleshless souls
So I carve the blood of the living
Demonical beings rotting life
Spreading corruption and death
Enjoying life, drunk as hell
Preparing to kill and die
In any conditions
Blood spewing plentiful
From the cadaver heap, right to the ground
While panic possesses civilians
There is no choice, only the law of perseverance
Ministering the routing of life
Misconception of reality
There's no need of begging
When the blackened situation comes
Death comes to every one
Violence higly manifestating...
The hour of the assassin