the masses are going to battle
and as we learn from history now
they`ll all die tor nothing and nobody even cares
slaughtered in sodom
living your life on a battlefield
where no one knows your name
your head blown off by a thousand guns
to me it makes no sense
rage burning inside, and sometimes it explodes
now I got blood on my hands, I kill tor no reason at all
blood is my fuel, violence an urge and not a goal
in my own private sodom, the bloodshed never ends
two minutes to midnight, everything will go fast
you`ll never know what hit you,
but this breath will be your last
god and satan are no opposites
they`re one inside your mind
you can worship both or none
it doesn`t change who you are
because sodom is a place far away in your mind
where pleasure and pain are united
sodom is here
take my hand and fly away
to the dark realms of ignorance
there`s no way you can deny
that you`ve been ignorant too
in worshipping something that only exists
in your own mind