Toxic Holocaust - I Serve...

Stoking the flames, fanning the fire Each day we're closer to feeding the pyre I serve death When all is said and done I serve death Otherworldly streaming thoughts Like a river through my mind Conscious action's all it takes Chanting repetitious thought Psyching driving in my head Piercing through my mental state Fearing the outcome of fate Empowered by feelings of hate Never a war has been won A spiral of shame has begun The higher we get down we sink The time's not to feel it's to think In the pyre we gather up and feed the fire In the flame we're closing in to feel the pain