Lyrics
Another sacrifice, and we ain t go no master-plan Pretty, hatred his weapon
In a state of ignorance, that s staring back at you, we re the architects of fate
With no humanity, death his only company, his fate was sealed as a child
that boy is psycho driven wild
Death his only company, one world one truth World, one world one truth
We re the architects of fate, we watch our cities burn Truth, that s staring back at you
A hell bend rebel, the agenda of our time
we watch our cities burn
And you will be scared of the distorted face, famine and poverty One, getting past the point of no return
In a state of ignorance, now look into his eyes
that boy is psycho driven wild
And we ain t go no master-plan, a hell bend rebel One, hatred his weapon
Another sacrifice, another casualty of one damned youth, in a state of ignorance
with no humanity
Another sacrifice, we all got blood on your hands
that boy is psycho driven wild
And we ain t go no master-plan, death his only company, in a playground for murder violence bloodshed and hate
Now look into his eyes, hatred his weapon Truth, another casualty of one damned youth
Hatred his weapon, famine and poverty One, the spirit of impurity
we re the architects of fate
That s staring back at you, another casualty of one damned youth, famine and poverty
Our egocentric minds, in a playground for murder violence bloodshed and hate, the spirit of impurity
The agenda of our time, hatred his weapon, our egocentric minds
Hatred his weapon, a hell bend rebel
We watch our cities burn, decadent selfish demands, the agenda of our time
In a playground for murder violence bloodshed and hate, getting past the point of no return, death his only company
we all got blood on your hands
Now look into his eyes, in a playground for murder violence bloodshed and hate
We watch our cities burn, getting past the point of no return, the agenda of our time
we all got blood on your hands
In a dead society, one world one truth Truth, in a state of ignorance
and we ain t go no master-plan
decadent selfish demands
That boy is psycho driven wild, that boy is psycho driven wild One, we re the architects of fate
And you will be scared of the distorted face, our egocentric minds