Heathen's Hammer Songtext
von Phasma

Centuries chokehold
This weathered path inches closer to the cliffside
After millennia

Subtle brush strokes stack to warp this massive painting
Structures rise en nombre de padre
Built on a razor back of impending doom

With wards of fear
Strengthened by hollow promises
Af divine reward
Standing over God I bring my hammer down


Indoctrination to a tribal mentality
Your enemy a constant blight of your reality
Do you honestly think your views are the same of your party
Always willing to overlooking the contradictions

False ideals held up in the light I bring my hammer down
You set yourself high upon your throne of morality
And place atop thy head a crown of scrutiny
Enjoy the power in all its ephemerality

A reign of kings comes crashing to an end
A thousand years of bliss means your constant torment

I pray to a dead god for this world to expire
Ceasing every single persons breathe and setting it all on fire
I dont mind if i go if that is whats required
A deep craving in my flesh as throw myself on the pyre