I breed resentment, I forge hate
I create the enviroment
The Crusher of Faith
Though I may be grim
I welcome with open arms
Yet, discard within a whim
Cower in fear, Dissapear
Just to remind yourself
As the end nears
Cower in fear, Dissapear
Just to remind yourself
As the end nears
Your face I submerge to begin the purge
Hope
All, but lost
I breed resentment, I forge hate
I create the enviroment
The Crusher of Faith