Conscience Analysis

Deep buried thoughts of fear
Laid to your mind long age
Are in your rousing and rising
From rotted soul out

It is here now
Time to do an autopsy of your lives
You are very afraid from the analysis
Of the results and what will remain of you

Let sounds the punishment
For all crimes and assassins
Which you're been committed on innocents
All ages possessed
With the desire to destroy

You would have been one!

Meanwhile you don't feel it
But gradually will attack you the fear
From the knowledge of old
Bad ideas from all disgusting lives
Which you never wanted to lived

Let victims tear your soul to pieces and cremate it
In the flames of justice!

It is wrong now
You're eternally cursed and you'll forever hide
Chased with nightmares of your scared
Conscience which cries bloody thoughts

You would have been one!