Prayer For The Dead - Onslaught

I am the face of death

Creator of the thread

Manipulation master class

The lines between unread

I am the broken one

The soul you once betrayed

Disciple of impurity

The epitaph I crave

Our father cast down from heaven

Evil be my name

Save your breath and say a prayer for the dead

Save your breath and say a prayer for the dead

Save your breath and say a prayer for the dead

Say a prayer here’s a bullet for your head

I am your truth untold

Reality reborn

Intimidator of mankind

Infected to the core

I am your darkest hour

The scarred you left behind

A festering theology

Implanted in my mind

Our father cast down from heaven

Evil be my name

Save your breath and say a prayer for the dead

Save your breath and say a prayer for the dead

Save your breath and say a prayer for the dead

Say a prayer here’s a bullet for your head

I am the judge and the jury too

I am the execution of your life’s demise

You wear the mask of my misery

Imprisoned in the chaos of my twisted mind

Justice for all or insanity

A morbid fascination of the darkest kind

All alone as you bleed as you plead as you scream

I am the prosecution and the sentence is death

Save your breath and say a prayer for the dead

Save your breath and say a prayer for the dead

Save your breath and say a prayer for the dead

Say a prayer here’s a bullet for your head

Evil be my name

Evil be my name

Evil be my name

Evil be my name