Division from PURGE by RIFT

with a bomb in my bag and death in my eyes
incubating a plan that lives in my head
I,ve been living to die for the sacred cause
i got my reasons inside to make you all dead

gods of war grow ever stronger
lines of dispossessed ever longer
and so the ghosts will always haunt you
bringing visions of a bloody future
I was born of devastation, raised to hate for a terror nation
crawling inside a web of deceit, constant war, repeat defeat

rising up and above the golden sand
building walls to defend our holy land
harvesting from the seeds of hate we,ve sown
a place we,re taking back to call our own
turning deaf and blind with this disease
we,ve got your nation dying on it,s knees
uncle sam is a friend of development
foreign policy, fucked up experiment

better run just while you fucking can
my attempt at tolerance just a sham
you and your kind, something I despise
wipe you all away with fire and lies
religious dogma is my guiding hand
flames of hatred burn across the land
I,ll eradicate you I will persist
crush you maggots with my holy fist

• Metal
• Thrash Metal
• ukmetal
• United Kingdom