Paroles de Hell chose me

With weapons of war in my hands
I will become what begs to be forgotten
With weapons of war in my hands
Burning to purge this faithless nation

These are the eyes
I am the mastermind
Sent to open god's gates and tear down heaven
Tear down heaven

You are the programmed dead
Set to look me straight in the face
I'll tell you what separates
This truth from faith

These lies i preach
Ever extending my reach
Inside your head

You are the programmed dead
Set to look me straight in the face
I'll tell you what separates
This truth from faith

These lies i preach
Ever extending my reach
Inside your head

This congregation rains
Like cinders from the sky
The product of childhood nightmares
Empty hopes behind empty eyes

Open your ears
Hear my sweet tragedy
Open your mouth
And drink my sick blasphemy

Empty hopes behind empty eyes

I'm crushing the hope of the saved
Haunted, dark and driven insane
This is my unholy rapture
Oh lord, is this not your desire?

With weapons of war in my hands
I will become what begs to be forgotten
With weapons of war in my hands
Burning to purge this faithless nation

These are the eyes
I am the mastermind
Sent to open god's gates and tear down heaven
Tear down heaven

You are the programmed dead
Set to look me straight in the face
I'll tell you what separates
This truth from faith

These lies i preach
Ever extending my reach
Inside your head

God damn this world
God damn my life
I didn't choose hell
Hell chose me

Hell chose me
Hell chose me
Hell chose me