Texty: Sodom. Warlike Conspiracy.

My vacant art just imitate
A vacant nameless life
The knowledge of the victory
With vervent demonized

I'll bring up all my biggest guns
For those who never mind
Submission and duplicity
Don't want to lose my stripes

Warwhoops sounds from far beyond
In duration of my sense
My urges are revealed
The trade of war it makes me tense

Abilities to a man
Not firing a shot
Repentence of my inner soul
Can't help me to forget