Dystopia Prophecies

Violence and hollow faith
Thousands of drones
Arisen to dominate
Sworn enemies

Hell awaits me
Hell awaits you
Hell awaits the enemy

Different Gods, different codes
Yet the blood still red
Other morals, other books
And the dogma's reign
Weak soul, numb soul
And where is your mind?
Dust will be dust

Prey, obey
The servants rarely speak
Thoughts and stones
Which of these prevails?

Hell awaits me, you, the enemy

Lamentable Gods of a victim world
For whom is this life still worthwhile?
The last recourse, mass suicide
To be free, to be whole again

We're all going to hell
The consequence for what we do
We're all going to hell
The prophecy alive soon