Hex the liars, feed them to fire Crush them – Crush all the seeds of this race
Upon them feast never to rise again
We have decided to finally wage this war A trail of flesh and limbs is burning We have decided to bring an end to this revolting Creed and claim the stolen land With blood and fury
Dust - we're bringing down the skies Now - we're choosing the slaves to be ours
We have sentenced their only god to death The smell of ashes and iron surround us The seven branches are falling One by one as we decapitate their sons There's no rebirth
Raging march To strike at dawn We are sent from fate To dominate
Dust - we're bringing down the skies Torn - their writings are set ablaze Now we're choosing the slaves to be ours Now we're choosing the slaves to be burnt
Hex the liars, feed them to fire Crush them – Crush all the seeds of this race, and oppress
Decimate the ancestry Of the only god
Their bones exposed as trophies of our war Their sacred places become dust From miles and miles away you hear The cries of women raped for days Their wombs become ours
Raging march To strike at dawn We are sent from fate To dominate
Dust - we're bringing down the skies Torn - their writings are set ablaze Now we're choosing the slaves to be ours Now we're choosing the slaves to be burnt