Greetings And Felicitations: Bloody Creed Album 6

One Eyed Nation (Kingdom Of The Blind)

This nation is under the strong grip of an iron fist that is determined for power and for control

Megalomaniacal dictators these cult of personalities are reaping havoc with weapons of destruction

The pain inside is like a knife in the back and the oncoming disease is riddled with bullet holes

Clockwork Orange violence is now the way of life brainwashed minds onto the onset of annihilation

Another body bag as bodies are now statistics on a graphic chart as the numbers grow higher and higher

Damned are the ones who cast this manipulation as the flames arise from the burning of funeral pyres

This rancid and pathetic Jesus complex with a gag reflex with everything to lose and nothing to gain

Speeches from their mouths are empty and meaningless and there is nothing to learn to ever remain

Guaranteed utmost satisfaction that is righteously aiming for the kill purpose built for deconstruction

No more false pretences for the self absorbed thus begins the countdown towards the ultimate detonation

In times of grave extremity the weak ones shall be shunned and cast aside

This one eyed nation that remains ignorant as the kingdom of the blind

A vulgar display of power splatter your remains and letting the blood defile

This one eyed nation that remains ignorant as the kingdom of the blind

The God King sits on his power throne observing the world and reigning power with a clenched iron fist

Nothing to get in his way kill or be killed you will be shunned and cast aside and made onto the blacklist

There will be no survivors and there will be no regrets for nothing shall be in the way for this reign of terror

Screams coming from the shadows as the weak one are left to die upon killing fields the bloody scar of horrors

Another body bag as bodies are now statistics on a graphic chart as the numbers grow higher and higher

Damned are the ones who cast this manipulation as the flames arise from the burning of funeral pyres

You better get down on your hands and on your knees your delusions and grandeur will crumble to the ground

There is nothing left for your salvation and that upon the shores of the black and cold river you will fall and drown

You better get down on your hands and on your knees your delusions and grandeur will crumble to the ground

There is nothing left for your salvation and that upon the shores of the black and cold river you will fall and drown

Another body bag as bodies are now statistics on a graphic chart as the numbers grow higher and higher

Damned are the ones who cast this manipulation as the flames arise from the burning of funeral pyres

Wrathful Judgement Is At Hand

There is nothing worse that has come for myself to despise by being sandblasted by your machinations

All you ever do take and give nothing back in return no one can predict your insurmountable horrors

Forever and always the sins of deliverance have always been passed down down from father to son

Hatred upon hatred and there is nothing for a cure as the wounds seep into utmost bleeding lacerations

Time and time again you have always shown your true face for there is nothing for me to understand

Nails digging into my brain verbal razors and vicious rumours because your wrathful judgement is at hand

I cannot escape from the words you have said unto me due to your lack of perception and lack of reality

You are morally corrupted and bankrupted because deep inside you live inside your narcissist fantasies Forever and always the sins of deliverance have always been passed down down from father to son

Hatred upon hatred and there is nothing for a cure as the wounds seep into utmost bleeding lacerations

Time and time again you have always shown your true face for there is nothing for me to understand

Nails digging into my brain verbal razors and vicious rumours because your wrathful judgement is at hand

Harken old and ancient words of abuse and disdainful looks from those who channel insecurity and hostility

To give and take without any form of sincerity thus passing no stage of improvement for one's accountability

To suffer in silence and not to speak utmost loud and to rise up and challenge against these cretinous foes

To suffer fools gladly as a pertinent inertia and into a black landscape where this fear and this hate grows

There is nothing worse that has come for myself to despise by being sandblasted by your machinations

All you ever do take and give nothing back in return no one can predict your insurmountable horrors

Forever and always the sins of deliverance have always been passed down down from father to son

Hatred upon hatred and there is nothing for a cure as the wounds seep into utmost bleeding lacerations

Time and time again you have always shown your true face for there is nothing for me to understand

Nails digging into my brain verbal razors and vicious rumours because your wrathful judgement is at hand

The Rising Of Vengeance

Ten thousand winters ago you decided to pull me under and you decided drag me down to the ground

I had no idea that this was something you were capable of some concrete shoes and a river to be drowned

You lack the perception and the forethought of all that you have said and done for all towards me

You want me to be your servant and you want to leave me down onto my fucking feet and fucking knees

You never paid attention and nor you never took the time because throughout your life you were blind

Your tyranny is a disgrace and you disgust me in every bone in my body and so vengeance will be mine

Your arrogance is worthless and soon you will be wrapped unto a world made of fucking regress

The hours are getting closer and the minutes are near say goodbye to your fucking Jesus Complex

You lack the perception and the forethought of all that you have said and done for all towards me

You want me to be your servant and you want to leave me down onto my fucking feet and fucking knees

You never paid attention and nor you never took the time because throughout your life you were blind

Your tyranny is a disgrace and you disgust me in every bone in my body and so vengeance will be mine

Failure is your name and nothing in your world will become the same and you are the one who has lost

I do not know how many bridges you have burned and now you will face the burdens upon your cross

Creating division amongst people because you just want sycophants to follow your pathetic dictatorship

You look at thousands of ways to undermine me and to knock me down and pull the rug under my feet

Ten thousand winters ago you decided to pull me under and you decided drag me down to the ground

I had no idea that this was something you were capable of some concrete shoes and a river to be drowned

You lack the perception and the forethought of all that you have said and done for all towards me

You want me to be your servant and you want to leave me down onto my fucking feet and fucking knees

You never paid attention and nor you never took the time because throughout your life you were blind

Your tyranny is a disgrace and you disgust me in every bone in my body and so vengeance will be mine

Suffering Under The Heavy Skies

Cold winter blooms from under my feet I am feeling stung by defeat and agony

There is nothing to live for and there is nothing out there for me to lose or gain

Double crossed and betrayed I feel that the rug has been pulled underneath my feet

Whatever fell through the pieces therefore lies my world entrapped by the pain

The sun does not rise any more as I am crushed under the heavy skies

Too many tears have been cried as I am suffering under the heavy skies

I have been deceived and lied many times when the cold winds from the Arctic arrived

This desecration of faith and this destruction of a person beholden upon the aeons of time

I feel the need to die because the time for me is the need to give up everything and run away