Assailant Lyrics

New dawn to fuel the curse

The winds of plague

Bring rapture to the I'll

The is the day you fall

Wrath of the cunning ones indifferent

Your excuses and intent

The forbearance is all



Futile you come undone

Try to play God - I lust for blood



Treading on bruised ones' backs,

You hopeless failure of hypocrisy

Lament the scribe in vain

Talk and I listen through;

I'm unspoken of in any tongue

Here comes the fucking pain



Futile you come undone

Try to play God - I lust for blood

And it's yours



Assailand, die in pain

You know who you are



Bell tolls, beheading you,

Violence is the setting free of truth

Can't take away what's true

Smashing your house of lords,

Crush you to the bone and lay to waste

Death warrant is due



Your death is due