The Hatemonger

As the darkness devours the light
As the darkness devours the light

Notions of the peaceful merits
Thrown away like garbage
As the murderous machines
Are getting back into shape
We'll oil their cogs
With the blood of our children
So no one's there to see
The consequence

Стремглав во мглу голодной бездны
Без остатка скормим ей
Обрывки целей и амбиций
Мечт, посылов и идей

Can you hear
The voice of the deceased?
They're calling you to join them
As the darkness devours the light
The fabric of reality, just waiting to be torn

It was I
Who made your hearts grow cold
We are nothing else
But a violent mess inside
By design

Follow the trail of blood
And you will surely find
The beneficiaries of suffering
They hide between the lines

It was I
Who made your hearts grow cold
We are nothing else
But a violent mess inside
By design
It was I
The fear that takes control
I'll make sure your stress
Will outgrow the facts, your minds
Will resign