Death so the weaklings For you shall see As I put my finger In the watery blood Of your mad redeemer
Gather around me The Earth it self shall be thine If you stand proudly Over the weak inverters of truth
Eliminate them Or they will us Come forth carnal desires Be thy one redeemer
Blessed are the strong For they shall rule the Earth Cursed are the feeble For they shall bleed Reveal the light of Lucifer Deny the hypocrisy Slain the false prophets And feast upon their innards
Eliminate them Or they will us Come forth carnal desires Be thy own redeemer