Degrees of Truth - Fine Art of Havoc

Come, play the finest game
With gain and life at stake
See them crawl and strive
Watch mercy, kindness, law
Become hate, chaos
Be torn in fire!
Isn't that the one vocation of Man
Crushing what lies in our way

Come, play the slaughter game!
Let masks of mercy fade and havoc rise (Let it rise)

Pawns all aligned, lay down before my sight
This is the moment, the die is cast
And the massacre will soon begin
These eyes dim and wild, a silent quivering
The only sound's the wind
Craving, feral egoism
Just let it out
Let the hunger for preys and lust and fright!
Ignite the world (Out to war)

Bow to the martial law
Civilization failed
To quell our desire (Let me rise)
To kill's the finest art
To paint amazing sceneries of blood and fire
What shall be the fittest way
To slay our own kind

Bow to the martial law
Civilization failed
To kill's the finest art
To paint amazing sceneries

This endless, primal force
Lets masks of mercy fade (Let masks of mercy fade)
As logic meets the wild (Lust and mind)
Be it desert, forest, sea
They all are chessboards for our fights (Death and strife)
Our pride shall swell to see
The world enveloped in a fire

Written by:
Claudia Nora Pezzotta

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