Master - Heathen lyrics

The streets and the cities

The alleys of woe

The forces of hatred

Are out of control

The lurk in the fields

Alone in the night

A sickly perversion, excursion

That's not in sight

(Bible passage)

He travels he streets

Different weapons in hand

He searches for victims

Befriends the demand

Ridding the world of

The homeless disease

Laughing out loudly

Ignoring their pleas

Victims of the chosen

Have been clearly marked and pushed aside

Many body parts were frozen

Simply just a waste of life

Eating the flesh of the virgins

The taste of blood

Picking the brains of desertion

Forever more

Stabbing the hearts of the weakened society

Killing the worthless for pleasure now

Raping the dead it's so silent

A twist of fate

A wave of sick violence

A question of give and take

Taxpayers earning just

Feed them the deathly row

The chair gathers dust

As they age in their cell

Documented murders often

Skip the press and go unsolved

Morbid visions, gross divisions

Multiply the cause of death

You fucking heathen!

Go back to hell, where you fucking came from