Songtext von Predatory Acts

Sentinel of the masterwork Creation of all spirits that remain Through the eyes of innocent Poisoning their minds with ideologies Burn the heretics! The authors determine The flames to purify Everyone opposing Will lose something Bow the right ones It is said the elders have written From the ancient times to master My manipulated realization of the future And to empower their predatory acts Hunt down the weak! To dominate the religious ones Like a blistering wind The powers to master one's soul Allah, jahve, god They are all the same Instruments of power To dominate the weak human mind Promises for a better life While remnants of a body Rotten in coffin Bow the right ones It is said the elders have written From the ancient times to master My manipulated realization of the future And to empower their predatory acts