Praise the War Machine

The death of the Omega pilots the war machine
We shall destroy the earth
Rebuild it
None shall inherit it
Blood turned into fire
Made to drink like wine
Pile up the countless corpses and on them we shall dine

We praise you, war machine
Run us through your jaws
Carry us off in your claws

Cut away body from soul
A slave freed from his master
Closing the spirit's eye to embrace this earthly tie

666 (The number of man brought upon by man)

The earth it shall burn bright tonight in our eyes
The earth it shall burn right into our eye on this very night
Praise the war machine
Burn tonight