Dystopian Omen - Medusa's Rage

Medusa's lips are sewed up tight
He made silence its emperor
Who would know all the war crimes that were committed here?

Graveyard body torn apart
Vermin hands crawling again
In his lips another pray
In his hands another prey

Empty holy words you shout
Rotten skin I'll have to wear
In his lips another pray
In his hands another prey

There will be no god to save you
when the tables have been turned
As your dirty breathing haunts me
my rage will haunt your bones

There will be no god to save you
when the tables have been turned
As your dirty breathing haunts me
my rage will haunt your bones

Not scared of that inferno
that you constantly proclaim
All the demons which I fear
Smile when I see your face

All the demons which I fear
Smile when I see your face

There will be no god to save you
when the tables have been turned
As your dirty breathing haunts me
my rage will haunt your bones

Ain't you scared of the Judgement Day?
If I were you... I'll start to shake

There will be no god to save you
when the tables have been turned
As your dirty breathing haunts me
my rage will haunt your bones

The burnt handprints in my skin
the rattlesnakes in my hair
and the retribution craving
they will never go away

the rattlesnakes in my hair
and the retribution craving
they will never go away

There's no faith were you can hide in
You'll burn in Medusa's rage
You'll burn in Medusa's rage

There's no faith were you can hide in
You'll burn in Medusa's rage

You'll burn in Medusa's rage.