RACETRAITOR - Cast You Downrate me
Temples adorned with charred and suffocated bodies that lay upon
the ruins of broken hopes...split tongues of the white prophets
of a new order...as millions of swollen, naked bodies left to
rot in the sun...
hang them from their white crosses...rip their throats out...and
make them remember...
the cries for forgiveness that echo down these empty, scared
hallways...i cast you down with the strength of god.