When Death Replaces Life

Smashing the human horde
 Crushing religious filth
 Nailing invertedly the ones who plant the seeds
 Of doubt
 Wasting inherent truth
 Confronting an inner hell
 Cursing subconsciously the ones who reap the
 Seeds of doubt
 How can humans play God when all they are are
 Slaves?
 Their lack of souls will lead them to an early
 Grave
 Condemned to live a life of unrelenting praise
 Their rotted corpse remains when death replaces life
 Tearing the vocal chords of prophets that spoke of lies
 Unwanted
 They are the ones controlling the seeds of doubt
 How can humans play God when all they are are
 Slaves?
 Their lack of souls will lead them to an early
 Grave
 Condemned to live a life of unrelenting praise
 Their rotted corpse remains when death replaces life
 Fearing their fate they chose a random date
 When all life would cease and rapture would
 Release
 Trampling the meek the gospel they did speak
 Foretelling demise speaking only lies
 Feeding the senseless souls of mindless
 Inhabitants not knowing they are the ones
 Consuming the seeds of doubt
 Finding the source of stimulation unnurtured
 Realization of fools who will always against their
 Will just end their lives
 How can humans play God when all they are are
 Slaves?
 Their lack of souls will lead them to an early
 Grave
 Condemned to live a life of unrelenting praise
 Their rotted corpse remains when death replaces life