"Death be not proud   Though some have called thee Mighty and dreadfull    For, thou art not so   Though soonest our best men with thee goe   Rest of their bones, and soules deliverie   For, those, whom thou think'st, thou dost overthrow   Die not, poore death,    Nor canst thou kill me"      Immolation   An immoral sacrifice   Martyrs of deception   The cross of the crucified   Seeking out the truth of forever   And drowning in the flames of lies   Embrace the prophets of deception   And watch the innocent die   Suffering   And die for your lord   Martyrs still feel the pain   Ashes to ashes and dust to dust   Infidels are to blame   Fire meets fire   As war is waged   Where is your God as you burn?   Paradise fades to black   No rewards now you learn   Slaves to devotion   Their faith makes them blind   Purify the sinner   The servants to the kingdom of lives   Bow to your savior   But your savior was born in lies   Faith has been corrupted   To kill for God is not divine   The slaughter of the innocent   And the rape of the weak   Is this divinity?   Is this the kingdom you seek?   Faith has been afflicted   The righteous have been deceived   They shall find    There is nothing but enemies   And on their alters    The weak shall bleed   Their Gods they have fallen   Their martyrs have gone in vain   These are the children of deception   They are lost   Condemned and shamed   Bow to your savior   But your savior was born in lies   Faith has been corrupted   To kill for God is not divine   The slaughter of the innocent   And the rape of the weak   Is this divinity?   Is this the kingdom you seek?