The Age of Decadence

The gods are on the side of the stronger History, written by the victors Those who created peace Do so stained in blood It is only human nature To hate, those you've injured And once the killing starts It's hard to draw a line Because of their ignorance They called it, a civilization Ensnared under slavery, servitude, their submission To ravage, to slaughter, to usurp, and to call it an empire We created a desert, and called it peace To rob, to rape, to plunder, and call it an empire We created a wasteland, and called it peace To ravage, to slaughter, to usurp, and to call it an empire We created a desert, and called it peace To rob, to rape, to plunder, and to call it an empire We created a wasteland, and called it peace What started off as a cause for the righteous By the holy and pious, who claimed to be just Is now reduced to violence, in the herd no ideas are allowed to stand above This immoral, sinful place, sanctimonious faith, lures you in And their hate filled dogma, calls all free thought sin Individual thought and skepticism is suppressed, for the sake of all Burn the texts, burn the knowledge, burn the art This city in fire will fall The lies, despair, and fear, leads to superstition You created an age of decadence, and called it right Guilt, hate, self-righteous condemnation You created an age of darkness, under shadow of night