Martyrs of the cross, bear the flames of hateThe madness in their eyes is blind to their obsessionThe judgments they bestow... in God's nameAbolish the impious, conquering their fateDriven by beliefs they enforce upon the weakto justify the life... they've destroyed.For control of the soil, sacred grounds of faithSoaking in the blood, the blood of their redemptionLonging for deliverance... from sinApostles of perversion, the suffering they induceThrive upon the carnage, take pleasure in their painThey offer no atonement... for they're his chosenTake the weak... Make them seeOur blessed ways... Died for GodSickening... BenevolenceTwisted... ConvictionOn the shores of Armageddon, the defeated bow their headsSilent are their prayers, silent are the heavensTheir somber eyes have seen the coming of the beast.Behold the loss of life and the triumphs of deathThe fall of man and God, a penance for devotionFeel the fury of his everlasting retribution