Hell Breaks Loose

This is violence in its purest form

What it is truly made for

Love and hatred flow through my throat

With this microphone in my hand

We are the voice for the voiceless

Among unholy kingdoms drunk with blasphemy

We are continents wide and oceans deep

The blood of the saints is splashed

Across the ruins like a holy holocaust

We will return

And you will hear an uproar of lost souls

There will be violence

Perverse works are in vain

Though the light may now seem dim

The whole world chases after Him

This is a movement

Abandoning hate and preaching war

We are the voice for the voiceless

Among unholy kingdoms drunk with blasphemy

We are continents wide and oceans deep

The blood of the saints is splashed

Across the ruins like a holy holocaust

We will return

And you will hear an uproar of lost souls

For the unbelievers

Who repeatedly try to retain their

"Faith in humanity"

I promise there will be violence

There will be violence

There will be violence

There will be violence

Violence Violence