Sickest Victory
inside the shelter's walls
detonating thoughts of chaos
kneeling down before their gods
armed and ready to explode
soon will be their time to show
cold comfort it is that they die too
levels go from green to red
steel and flesh cutting through the air
one sick mind who's not afraid of death
higher forces decide their fate
suicides display their rage
only way to survive is to run away
all hail the glory of sickness
hiding and bleeding you'll see it
hand-tailored vest filled with explosives
- five kilos of nails
target in sight, too late to escape
all hail the glory of sickness
hiding and bleeding you'll see it
"drain the blood from their veins,
they are the enemy - the enemy of our faith"
blood and stones are raining from the sky
pressure breaking walls and window glass
one man got his sickest victory
blameless dreams were shattered violently