A Night In Texas "Satan's Upheaval"

"The Conqueror"
By Fit For An Autopsy

We'll tear this whole fucking world apart.
Condemn the crown, deny your faith, and kill the messenger.
Embrace the end with open arms.
Watch the sky turn black as we cease to exist.
The sign of the son of man will appear in the sky,
And all of the nations of earth will mourn.
We will tear this fucking world apart, searching for salvation.
We will tear this fucking world apart, in the face of damnation.
We've been given every chance to put an end to this insanity.
Have we lost our faith in god, or has he lost his faith in humanity?
Maybe it is him who does not believe in the ever failing will of man.
The ability to change is but a choice not a destiny placed in our hands.
Punishment for taking every thing for granted.
Never ending sickness, absolute chaos.
All the nations of the earth will mourn.
Pestilence
Famine
War
Hell on Earth
Your day of judgment approaches.
None spared by the hands of the conqueror.
Your day of judgment approaches.
None spared by the hands of the conqueror.
Beneath the wings of the raven.
A new beginning.
Rising from the ashes of toppled empires.
Standing on the broken backs of fallen giants.
We will rejoice in the guilt.
It is our nature to destroy.
We will tear this fucking world apart, searching for salvation.
We will tear this fucking world apart, in face of damnation.
We'll cease to exist.

Fit For An Autopsy - The Conqueror

Sleeping Titans

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Taken from the album 'The Violent Sound' - in stores October 21st

LYRICS-

Where is all the anger for the ones that abuse the cross
We let them sink their teeth in
And nothing’s ever done
Where is the protection 
For the defenseless
Trapped in the house of God

Perverse icons
They summon them
We will send them
To the angel of righteousness

Follow the cross to find the worst of sins
No pity
No prayer
For the wicked

Bloodlust
Find them
Bloodlust
Burn them

Where’s the fucking outrage
They should be dragged out into the streets and their heads hung for display
When for years and years
They’ve created a prison of youth
And there’s been

Nothing done, nothing done, nothing fucking done

Evil built
Upon innocent guilt
A prison of youth
Forever trapped in the house of God

Perverse icons
They summon them
We will send them
To the angel of righteousness

Follow the cross to find the worst of sins
No pity
No prayer 
For the wicked

Bloodlust
Find them
Bloodlust
Burn them

No pity
No prayers
Bloodlust 
Burn

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