You are subordinate to life And I shall seek you for as long as you breathe I will extract you from the time line of existence Always all things will come back to be The weak of mind, the weak of voice won't return No longer will, no longer will we suffer their tears No longer will we suffer their tears They will be removed from the time line of existence Subservient to all You are to be afforded no clemency The state humanity For which you hold your head high Shall be removed I will... the message of blood hungry Tyrant's treachry I hunt I'm hunting for the weak I will only seek those whose treachery grows Always all things will come back to be The weak of mind, the weak of voice won't return We might have want to spread the shame We force on those who want the same Sat on a demigods pedestal