Your faith brings death Your lies create comfort Your being destroys fear Your wrath is a joke If only you could see my trail of blood My trail of agony Screams to make one's skin shiver and souls turn black as night I drink the tears of the youthful and the lustless They are the fans of my destruction They are the plague They are the plague A plague set out to destroy you and your kind You really did indeed give up your life But my life will destroy your legacy I will take your hopes and drown them right in front of you I want to see your face as I disprove your ways I cannot die Ideas can never, never die Ideas can never, never die Ideas can never fucking die