Blind!
Too fucked up to see the light,
we're bombing your ears, it's time for you to feel the fright.
Sick!
Now you're infected with our disease,
first you feel cold, but now you're about to freeze.
Dead!
The fear of death is right behind your back,
silently hissing while it's breathing down your neck.
Branded!
We've fucked you up like an electric chair,
smell the burning flesh in the midnight air.

Chorus

This is a prophecy we speak,
for the fulfillment that we seek.
Obstacles in our path
will be the victims of our wrath.

Scarred!
This is a wound that you will bear for life,
burn it away and feel the emptiness left behind.
Tired!
This exaustion is too much for you,
just ask yourself what the fuck you're gonna do.
Sick!
Now you're infected with our disease,
first you feel cold, but now you're about to freeze.
Branded!
We've fucked you up like an electric chair,
smell the burning flesh in the midnight air.

Chorus

The prophecy we speak, the fulfillment we seek
may be the goal for which we try too hard and end up week.
The prophecy we speak, the fulfillment we seek
may be the goal for which we try too hard and end up week.

This is what we need.
So what if it's our greed.
It may be our demise.
It's written in our eyes. You can't take it away!
This is what we need. You can't take it away!
So what if it's our greed. You can't take it away!
It may be our demise. You can't take it away!
It's written in our eyes.

Blind!
Too fucked up to see the light,
we're bombing your ears, it's time for you to feel the fright.
Dead!
The fear of death is right behind your back,
silently hissing while it's breathing down your neck.
Scarred!
This is a wound that you will bear for life,
burn it away and feel the emptiness left behind.
Tired!
This exaustion is too much for you,
just ask yourself what the fuck you're gonna do.

Chorus

seek, speak, freeze,
disease