The stage is set, and so is the plan.
When the dark lord calls, you will understand.
Fall from grace was the ultimate sacrifice.
You will behold his greatness with your own eyes.
Well take your life into our hands.
Well take your lives with our own hands.
This blasphemy will be your end.
This will be your end!
Take me to the grove.
Its time to cremate care.
Red and white robes, worship upon the air:
The sacrifice of an innocent child, for the greater good of man.
The worship of a false idol under false pretenses: your faith will fail.
Forsaken we will be, despite hypocrisy, when the stars align at night, all the wrongs well right.
Set a fire in our skin, we have been freed of sin we will cast our cares to the wind.
All the wrongs well right.
The worship of a false idol under false pretenses: your faith has failed you.
Feel the hate when youre burning at the steak, crucified for your crimes against humanity.
Feel the hate when youre burning at the steak, crucified for your crimes against humanity.
Feel the hate and burn the book.
Feel the hate and burn the book.
Priests and politicians play the same sick fucking game.
Swine, serpents, and servants will be purged in the flame.
The stage is set, and so is the plan.
When the dark lord calls, you will understand.
Fall from grace was the ultimate sacrifice.
You will behold his greatness with your own eyes.
The worship of a false idol under false pretenses: your faith has failed you.
Forsaken we will be, despite hypocrisy, when the stars align at night, all the wrongs well right.
Set a fire in our skin, we have been freed of sin we will cast our cares to the wind.
All the wrongs well right.
Well take your life into our hands.
Well take your lives with our own hands.
This blasphemy will be your end.
This will be your end!
This lyric was posted anonymously. Not yet confirmed by Book of Metal.
