Death so the weaklings
For you shall see
As I put my finger
In the watery blood
Of your mad redeemer
Gather around me
The Earth it self shall be thine
If you stand proudly
Over the weak inverters of truth
Eliminate them
Or they will us
Come forth carnal desires
Be thy one redeemer
Blessed are the strong
For they shall rule the Earth
Cursed are the feeble
For they shall bleed
Reveal the light of Lucifer
Deny the hypocrisy
Slain the false prophets
And feast upon their innards
Eliminate them
Or they will us
Come forth carnal desires
Be thy own redeemer