In the blackness my body resides.
I feel the grasp of our dark lord.
Father, I have betrayed you.
Father, I have betrayed you.
On a full moon blood painted the plains.
We are shackled by the power of his reign.
My own blood is just the start.
The start of our massive destruction.
Destruction.
Come and see what's left.
Not a f*cking thing.
The hour of apocalypse has struck.
The damage has been done.
I couldn't give a f*ck.
Destruction.
Coe and see what's left.
Not a f*cking thing.
We are scum of the Earth.
Underneath our boiling skin are just empty souls sucking the life out of one another,
Trying to fill the hole.
We are scum of the Earth.
My craving for flesh is getting worse.
How much longer must I wait?
This appetite for violence is unmatched.
Psychosis overtaking my brain.
I Declare War - Final Hour Lyrics
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In the blackness my body resides.
I feel the grasp of our dark lord.
Father, I have betrayed you.
Father, I have betrayed you.
On a full moon blood painted the plains.
We are shackled by the power of his reign.
My own blood is just the start.
The start of our massive destruction.
Destruction.
Come and see what's left.
Not a f*cking thing.
The hour of apocalypse has struck.
The damage has been done.
I couldn't give a f*ck.
Destruction.
Coe and see what's left.
Not a f*cking thing.
We are scum of the Earth.
Underneath our boiling skin are just empty souls sucking the life out of one another,
Trying to fill the hole.
We are scum of the Earth.
My craving for flesh is getting worse.
How much longer must I wait?
This appetite for violence is unmatched.
Psychosis overtaking my brain.
I feel the grasp of our dark lord.
Father, I have betrayed you.
Father, I have betrayed you.
On a full moon blood painted the plains.
We are shackled by the power of his reign.
My own blood is just the start.
The start of our massive destruction.
Destruction.
Come and see what's left.
Not a f*cking thing.
The hour of apocalypse has struck.
The damage has been done.
I couldn't give a f*ck.
Destruction.
Coe and see what's left.
Not a f*cking thing.
We are scum of the Earth.
Underneath our boiling skin are just empty souls sucking the life out of one another,
Trying to fill the hole.
We are scum of the Earth.
My craving for flesh is getting worse.
How much longer must I wait?
This appetite for violence is unmatched.
Psychosis overtaking my brain.
Writer: BRENT EATON, CHRISTOPHER JAMES FUGATE, EVAN WAYNE HUGHES, JONATHAN PAUL HUBER, RYAN MICHAEL COX
Copyright: Lyrics © THE BICYCLE MUSIC COMPANY
Copyright: Lyrics © THE BICYCLE MUSIC COMPANY