Time does tell me to unfurl my dark wings
keep a blood red cross on your door
for like the last time I flew
it is time to take the first born

Years become seconds
I am programmed
to hunt and ****
by the orders

This is a deep communion
nothing to do with faith
just an action I must perform
deaths bitter sweet wraith

So from door to door
I will strike them down
**** the first born
all around the world

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris