Enemy, are you watching as the membranes rip?
I’m the splinter in your skull, the iron jaw’s grip
You wear your power like a fever-dreamed crown
But I’m the blast that burns your kingdom down

Chainsaw tongue, grind the cosmos to pulp
Braindead warlords—who’s left when your armies convulse?
You bled your gospel in nuclear veins
But I piss on your slogans, inflicting domain

Is this war your religion or just a disease?
Are you chaos-possessed or just begging on knees?

DO YOU BLEED WHEN MULTIVERSES COLLIDE?
ARE YOUR PRAYERS JUST BULLETS IN THE SKY?
SPEAK—WILL YOU STAND OR WILL YOU DIE?
WHEN THE BLOODSTORM DEVOURS TIME?

BURN—BREAK—TEAR—SCREAM—
DROWN ME IN THE STATIC, BURY ME IN STEEL
BURN—BREAK—TEAR—SCREAM—
NO ESCAPE FROM THIS GODLESS FIELD

Are you just another weapon, a mask for their law?
Did you carve hell with your teeth, or worship your scars?
I’ll harvest your terror in fractal arrays—
Grind all your gods down to weapons-grade haze

Is this fury devotion or just make-believe?
Are you Hell’s own creator or just faking belief?

DO YOU BLEED WHEN MULTIVERSES COLLIDE?
ARE YOUR PRAYERS JUST BULLETS IN THE SKY?
SPEAK—WILL YOU STAND OR WILL YOU DIE?
WHEN THE BLOODSTORM DEVOURS TIME?

You came with tanks and flames and synthetic gods,
But you can’t script the war in my veins. Your doctrine—
Just static in a world folding inwards, caught in the jaws of annihilation.
Who’s left when everything breaks?

BURN—BREAK—TEAR—SCREAM—
DROWN ME IN THE STATIC, BURY ME IN STEEL
BURN—BREAK—TEAR—SCREAM—
IS THIS WAR OR IS THIS REAL?

DO YOU BLEED WHEN MULTIVERSES COLLIDE?
ARE YOUR PRAYERS JUST BULLETS IN THE SKY?
SPEAK—WILL YOU STAND OR WILL YOU DIE?
WHEN THE BLOODSTORM DEVOURS TIME?