rejecting this imposed weakness we gather strength from within we follow this path to vengeance
the rotting stench of broken trust fills every pore with disgust
fragments of your shattered frame line the ground of this your final resting place
as the blood flows to our hands we break free from these shackles you will become a model for feeding on destruction you created in your image
an abomination a sore on this earth no longer left to fester, we are the cure
destroy these final remnants novelties of your failed existence
your betrayal fuels our rage this swinging noose will seal your fate
no mercy will be shown for you