Quasarborn blood honey

Panic in concrete landscapes
Sirens are wailing, chaos prevailing
A word on everyone's lips
Flooding your mind, contriving compliance
Terror
The new all-encompassing
Antagonist
Corpses rot in the streets
Symbols of liberty
Rampage, deceit, profit
Factories produce only fear
Cabal, bloodshed, malice
The bane of the human race is near
Cheap ink, recycled paper
Tell dreadful tales of distant soil
False flag operations
Tomorrow's ally's yesterday's foe
Scapegoat
Design your own enemy
A vile travesty
On the day he turns renegade
Plunder, annihilate
Rampage, deceit, profit
Factories produce only fear
Cabal, bloodshed, malice
The bane of the human race is near
In the end just one issue remains
Who will you rule after everyone's dead?
Impotent power, the wealth you collect:
Blood honey