Baptized in thorns Forlorn in a cradle of blades A dismal anthem for the living The aristocracy of evil
Through the cornerstone of fear Brings rules of intransigence
When his perfect design fails to the core We refuse empty words of deliverance
Light of truth Is pure relentless death
Reveal the wounds from within Evidence the unholy configuration of hatred
So we rise anointed in blood The lepper becomes righteous Dethrone the father Make his kingdom return to dustTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.