Nazarene I've come to bestow you this crown of scorn Destined to be cast down And folded in earth Resent me Sworn enemy of the weakened heart Cursing the miracle Leech of the sun
Darkness that will overcome Insurrection displayed Mark the path in his flesh And blast the way
Wage the war Madness awakes and reveals its face Truly immeasurable Hidden in all
Insane celebration Salvation's unborn Violent is the rapture Blasting the virginborn