Until The War Is Over Tear apart the grass Pour salt into their "vains" Selfish, shallow souls Ignoring our good-ways Blues And always wanting more From all the gold we grew ...... Tear them to shreds Decimate their minds Leave them all: Demoralized. Retch in front of them Cut yourself open And bleed in their eyes. Eat their flesh As a cannibal would Desire their women And fuck out their good. Wretched evil pride Sorry, that's All Mine. The devil Post-Invocation is .. More on my side. Try Luciferian magic You're wasted. Listening from a distance Looking through the camera Electronic A new wave Do you need me to Or have I already Built a new gun..? The trip I'll lay on you Will be the end Of your everyone Tear'n 'em down Into the sun. I'll tear you down AND then shoot you Right into the sun. Your channels are mine. Your screens are all mine. Your VR is mine. Your God is mine. Your world is mine. I'm feelin' fine Though you must die.