For the world to dictate our death

Let us sit back and watch Death and destruction's devotees revel Let us sit back and witness innocent semen being poured Into the arms of Armageddon Let it pour, more and more Pure fucking Armageddon Let it pour more and more Reason faithfully defiles On bloodstained hands Where graceful motion Are lost arts There are only battles to be lost In the kingdoms of the blind For those who seek salvation In the dust of the earth Will only find wrath In the sands of time Engulfed by the desert We taste death in the dry heat The disciples of prophetic ablution Had sworn to let the skeptics bleed For great are their love of warfare Henchman of the disastrous creed Watch us all celebrate in their name The lambs of our time being slain Awaiting the final perdition Defeat against all and everything For whatever adorned righteousness Justice never wait for the guilty to speak the truth Into the arms of Armageddon Let it pour, more and more Pure fucking Armageddon Let it pour more and more For mankind so hated the world That it gave all its begotten sons and daughters That whoever believed the lie To perish and receive everlasting hell --- For the World to Dictate Our Death - Dimmu Borgir