Why do mortal men question immortal authority?
           Slandering the creators, killing, stealing, forgery
       Weak animals looking to believe, believing in their own book
          These men have paid in hell for the names they took

           Do you think we would send a weak man on the cross?
       You need not look for salvation, everything is already lost.
        The masses go on, the need to believe in everlasting life
  You mortal men, hear us well. It was your fault, you created the strife

             No need for us to feel mercy for a doomed race
          You, the only ones, could only look at your own face
        There are others and they will come, your death is near.
      We will kill you, and you won't be coming back. Time to fear.

               Our justice is swift, our weapons omnipotent
            We have said our piece, our message has been sent
          Time to sing the death song, time to sing those cords
         We have no mercy and feel no pain, we are the Overlords!

Dreadnought [CHAOS] '93