Done Unto Me

Music: Theodoros Papadopoulos, Paschalis Theotokis
Lyrics: Paschalis Theotokis

Be it done unto me!
The forge of fury be it done unto me
as of intensity grows, as of intensity
shows no vital sign of toleration
teething on concrete, spoon-fed opposition

The scorch of rage let it be done unto me
the witch is burnt at the stake, the spell they cast shall break
punish heresy to seek salvation
brainwashed majority, feign disposition

Wasted won't be..
and wasted ain't all our suffering

Petrified the hearts they touched, they choked off the beating
Puppets with no strings attached, their role end yet swinging

we've witnessed omens high above the constellations
this frail world collapses, lies helpless in our hands

Here i dwell
where the master obey to the slave's will
a life fractured and plundered
severed, drawn asunder

The tread of wrath let it be done unto me
there is no labyrinth's guide, in stereotypes abide
time to march towards a revolution
no pity, damnation to enemy's nation

The forge of fury
the scorch of rage
tread the wrath
and be it done unto me