Holy death
No easy life is promised to me
A holy death is all that I see
Blood stained and scarred and still we remain
Doctrines of devils rain hell down upon this earth
Doctrines of devils the mockery has its end
We are the sheep in wolves clothing
You are the snake in the garden
Coming for you
Thy will be done
Prepare your soul for what's to come
Prepare your soul for kingdom come
We preach
Til death
We are the sheep in wolves clothing
You are the snake in garden
Holy death
If you throw yourself at the beast
Expect him to show his teeth
You are not safe here