Travesty the way the wretched stand

Upon the earth blind in their ignorance

Embracing the slavery of their minds

Soulless voids of being, left wandering



Take this blade of Elohim

Drain the life from within these fools

Release the soul, within the flesh

Saviours your name we celebrate



Forlorn, they shutter at their shrines

Tortured by Deities, they hold no relevance

Enslaved by the weakness of their minds

Their crippled prayers, have left them smothering



Seize this, The hand of our God

Drain this life the burden of these fools

Release the soul, from within the flash

Cleanse the soul, of their lives

Cleanse the soul of impurity



Sickness Unyielding pestilence

Sickness infests the meek

Sickness bound by deities

Sickness formed by lies



[verse 1]