Pity the weak for they cannot see
The way it will be at their trial
For in fire and flame and a newborn's fresh blood
We will write the scripts of Belial
For I am the
Emperor in hell
And I command all of your dead
I am the
Emperor in hell
And I command all of your dead
To rise and devour the Christian young meat
I consume the holy with pride
The seed of deceit has grown into hate
How do you feel knowing your god has lied