Arise , Mutation
Defiles , Creation
Can't you feel
The scars of my breed
Outcast and deprived
Like a leper wild
Envisioning the end
The last tide will expand
Dreams consumed
Oceans fumed
Not for naught I was exhumed
I see a chronic world
A rotten corpse disguised
Contaminated earth
Must shed away its hide
The black plague will return
Like waves of blind revenge
Is it spiteful to your sins
In it's death, all shall amend
I'm the half-breed, I'm the sign
Born of men's blood on the shrine
I'm the prophet, preaching rage
Fools of false gods flip the page
I'm despaired of senseless lies
You have killed my conscience' dread
My existence shrinked to nil
When the herald's crowd wants dead
There is no cure
Only waves of illness
In exile I should find my
Condolences
I'm the half-breed, I'm the sign
Born of men's blood on the shrine
I'm the prophet, preaching rage
Fools of false gods flip the page
Eternal night, Spreading blight
Dark ascends unto the world
Hollow void, sanctuary destroyed
Desecrated ground
Is life really that profound
