Mercy forgotten and left behind
With rushing blood in veins
We rise and destroy false (your) gods
Until our swords get blunt
I am your foe
I am your enemy
I come to absolve your sins
Obey my tyranny
I’ve seen millions of hopes
That disappeared in gloom
I’ve been tempted by multiple dreams
But I stepped aside from them
I was promised the world
Of nonchalant peace
But I heard the inner voice
It whispered to me “that was disease”
Funeral shroud
Falls upon the world
Non healing wounds
Will cover the bloody earth
Our swords are razor sharp
On the cross
You’ll turn to dust
Tongues of fire caress
Tormented flesh
Swords without remorse
Turn it to shreds
Impaled heads grin
Welcoming their master
Another deadly sin will send you into after