Cryptic Slaughter - Rest In Pain lyrics

Mindless screams from the field of hate Increase our panic as generals scheme Mangled bodies emerge from the smoke Unconsciously begging the night's downfall Life is just a fantasy d**h is felt in vain No control or destiny We will rest in pain The instinct to k** is what they expect Employed for destruction or the unbalanced will Expectations of truth are lost with the dead As thoughtless minds injure, all hope is lost Free will controls what's left of our minds Survival drives our battered souls The pain we carry to the grave Shows indifference in the eyes of slaves