Upon your impish arrant Let none be guiled by false confession Truth shall be your warrant Fly soul for your body must die But for those who seek eternity For
guiled by false confession Truth shall be your warrant Fly soul for your body must die But for those who seek eternity For those who yearn prosperity
All our visions of sweet tomorrow Is cracking and fading away Hopes of glory are drowned in sorrow This dissension expels us to yesterday Lead your troops
and obedience As we drown in his filth The fires of depravity Are burning with vigor Professing his name to all Writhing and crying, for a savior you
the locust attack, let it rain blood Give me finally my Armageddon Lord Leviathan, let loose the seas So that weaklings will drown For the glory of
we should. I'd drown your violence in a sea of blood; I'd drown the pain for you in the breaking waves, I'd crown your innocence with the golden sun, I'd drown
down, at least we look good Not waving, but drowning, close my eyes and start counting South-bound and ready to pay for my sins My eyes have seen the glory
Fire spreading, I see the Towers Burn I hear the Voices calling, I see the King's return Did they Die for God and Glory, Drowned in Mist, cast from the
doubles. They want blood and they'll kill for it. Drain me and they'll kneel for it. Burn me at the stake, met the devil made the deal for it. Guillotine
they want blood and they'll kill for it, drain me and they'll kneel for it burn me at the stake met the devil made the deal for it, guillotine dreams
shattering of faith he who cannot stand for his Lord will sleep forever without wake. And among us are the faithless who long only for the glory of this
for all of us here in Hell... oh, my Lyzebel... Angel of Fire -they're burning your tears alive Where is thy God? Thorns for your marriage bed... Counterfeit Myths, Blood
legions of light The legions of dark, together we shall arise We will cast the spell on you, charm your soul for good Join us and share the glory, from
even darker than it's ever been before, long enough I've waited for the one I always adored... ...come ...forever more I drank your Blood as you tasted
hand to rape our green and pleasant land. Dust to dust, earth to earth, the new born babies drowned at birth. And there's no future for England's son
Over spires arabesque For Him that blazed with holy praise That for a jealous God was meant Shining Feriluce Lustrous scourge of fallen spirits Basked in glory