In fiery flight we would leave this hall   The Holy House, House of God will fall   To death they go with music and song   But our dread simply must go on      I feel our need to feed goes on   For our greed, watch them bleeding on   This hour's ours, with open arms   Go on and on      Crowned with thorns and pain was he   Raised our hands and slew him utterly   Crimson waves of the tears of war   This is what we were put here for      Eden falls   Mercy for life   I hear their calls   Stood and watched them die      Heaven crawls   Wings burn on high   Beauty falls   Beg unto me why?      Fold thy raven, raven wings   'Tis our duty, darkness brings   If this day be our last   Our victims await, for they are vast      In fiery death we will crawl away   Content we lived for each and every day   Black and burned with a stench of decay