| The life beneath the tombs | |
| Ignores the light of day | |
| Suspictious minds decide | |
| The fate you have to pay | |
| The judge and jury | |
| Cast aside your mortal shell | |
| Rebel - it's your hell | |
| Protect your lair | |
| Armed to the teeth | |
| Savage of sin | |
| Guardian of lies | |
| Fuck off and die | |
| You bastards | |
| Insane assassin catches | |
| On to what is not | |
| Behind his sanctuary | |
| The soul begins to rot | |
| In time the lie approaches | |
| To your firelight soul | |
| Son of diabolous | |
| And purpose stole | |
| Caught in the flames | |
| Soldiers of death | |
| Hold your pride high | |
| Fuck off and die and die | |
| Inside the sacred halls | |
| Contain the sacres truths | |
| Our fathers cry as we | |
| Revive our blackened roots | |
| The ways of old shall | |
| Lead us to the final crest | |
| And when the pact is dealt | |
| We'll wake eternal rest | |
| Chained to your soul | |
| Armies of pain | |
| Mortals despise | |
| Fuck off and die |