The dead shall rise
From this bleak
Necropolis
With haresy
In the age of apocalypse

Fiendish
Are those without law
Tribal wars
Go unresolved
Expendable
The meek deteriorate
Linguish in filth
They turn to waste
Grotesque
Disfigured and disdain
Rot with disgust
Infection remains

Vicious
Are those without fear
Iniquities
Penalty is severe
Suffering
They know what they must do
Ravenous
With nothing to loose
Vigilant
Detached incurable
Feast for the beast
Diabolical

Subjected to no laws of earth
By the will of God
Direct from the church
Derive the right to rule the world
With power to create
And power to destroy
The weak shall be enslaved
Behind a throne prophane
Anthems of fear and death
Through war they devour their flesh