In the midst of darkness I see your fire
Your light illuminates my spirit
Bringing death to my soul
With glory I will leave this world
In luciferian ways
My feet tread with courage
Destroying the face of the Lord
Burn with your creation
Ascend the torches
On this black day
We will burn the rats
Smoke darkens the skies
Batteries and stacks of bodies
Clothed in the Lord’s altar
Hoping to rot
Swallowed by filthy worms
Nothing will be left of this plan
At the end of this bloody war
The head of the traitors
Their impaled bodies bleed
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