Left to decay among thieves
Left to rot in your grave
You were the king of kings, almighty one.
Then you were crucified
Nails driven deep
Did they weep
For their lord
You were their answer, salvation
You were their god now, you were their king
Then you were crucified
Nails driven deep
Cursed by, your men, a demon
Rise from your grave,
Vengeance
Kill, slaughter the weak
For they will breed
Showing no mercy for they must, die
Kill, slaughter the weak
For they must breed
Showing no mercy for they must, die
Now you will suffer, now you will die!
Showing no mercy for these idol fools
Hack at their bodies until they are no more