Overwhelming power Keep on burning, change There's a river of time Let us worship this god of destructiondestruction On nothing we can rely All is gone, belong to the past You should learn by the time Everything changing over and over We're all falling so fast Keep

Controlling my feelings far too long They make me Forcing our darkest souls to unfold And pushing us into self destructiondestruction Visions of greed you wallow Make me dream your dreams Make me scream your screams Trying to please you far too long

Moi la haine je ne connais pas Mon autodestruction, mon autodestruction Quand on, on oublie pas Dis-moi est-ce que tu, quand tu es dans ses bras Dis-moi est-ce que tu, quand tu te fous de moi De moi, de moi, de moi Quand on aime on oublie pas Quand on

DestructionDestruction by decision Fate shows me my open tomb Torn between Scylla and Charybdis In total darkness, drowning in bleakness Awaiting death's grip, cry out for life Divided by destiny Torn between death and doom Feast fruits of valor, if you face it

Swaying to the symphony Just like the Pied Piper Led rats through the streets We dance like marionettes Of destructiondestruction You take a mortal man And put him in control Watch him become a god Watch people's heads a'roll

The sensations overwhelming So give me Novocaine She's a rebel She's a saint She's salt of the earth and she's dangerous She's a rebel Missing link on the brink of destructiondestruction Drain the pressure from the swelling

I will bring my insurrection And a war upon heaven Hell-fire be my destructiondestruction For this war upon heaven Bow not before his creation These mortals, "man" This act of insult Breeds our discontent

Well, you know All right, all right, all right Don't you know it's gonna be We all want to change the world You say you want a revolution You tell me that it's evolution But when you talk about destructiondestruction Don't you know that you can count me out You say

My destructiondestruction lives You just salt the wound You backstabber! You backstabber You spit filth from your mouth Spitting fire on fire and still claiming devout You're no better than the demons that are filling your head You're a medium for malice Now your

Children of the beast embrace, to scorn and hate the human race. Consume the light that hugs the earth, and aid the womb in giving birth...to a group that will appear and guide you through this final year. The dark armies then will come, when the Sum is