Wrath of the Righteous

Approval has been met by all of those who have covered
A common ground among them for extermination yet unseen
Boundaries of protection and humanity ignored
Eradicate the parasites, the mission of this horde

Chorus:
Deliverance is looming, our dreams materialise
From hatred culminating, the righteous ones must rise
Too long this mission pending, new ideals unsurpassed
The filth must burn together, they brought themselves this wrath

Self appointed power motivated by this gross
Depriving sub-existence who would feed upon your loss
Colossal population of these creatures Live and breathe,
Subjugate the numbers so the pure can reign supreme

Left behind by evolution, a choice that came from them
But feeding off the civilised, the nearest they will come
Emerging from their hovels, periodically to prey
Upon the ones who indirectly subsidise their wage

Cleansing, liberating all who stand on high. Glorious that day!
New age dawning, all who seek the truth will have their way. Glorious that day!

Incinerate the subhuman race, die
Smouldering graves of human mistakes
Carrion fields for vultures to taste
Parasites, their lives were a waste