Xentrix

I am the one your prophets speak of as a curse
Defile my name among the righteous
The vibe I'm giving out is something you conceive as violation
Cling onto icons made of bone
I fight your false opinions
Destroy with war of nerve
Grip life and strength within me
Until the pain returns
Rise, Erase
Distort a million reasons to despise
A million hollow outlets for your lies