Abominations

Crimson winds,
Creeping death,
Raining blood,
Future laid to rest.
Heavens fall,
When everytime we die.
These things are bleeding me,
All nightmare long.
Horrified visions fade to black,
But the memory remains.
The perversions of pain,
Being needled 247.
The thing that should not be.
The past is like a funeral,
And remorse is for the dead.
From the oblivion,
Burning our ashes,
Again we will rise.
It’s all within our hands,
Crushing the scepter,
Let’s regain our lost dominion.
Terrorists, be petrified,
‘cause our redemption lies in your demise.
Let the revolution begin.