In the Lies Where upon You Lay

In the century where man dies, We the hunters of the hollow hills

Must put ourselves above pity, Above self deception as law

We must be again as once were, We the soul of the earth

As reaping time descends, The sour grain of mercy withers

Into the night we must go, into the darkest abyss

To a level of consciousness unknown to Christendom

We want life, we crush the dream of heaven

As we bring the blade down, one swift move

We are the chosen ones, chosen by will to life

You lifeliars crawl on your bended knees

As you finally die, you will eventually have lost more

By not living by the sword than what you lose in death

Not by mercy, by strength we end your pity lives

Not by spirit, by flesh we awaken the beast within

Knee deep in your repulsive blood we march

Victorious by the power of our minds and bodies, Watch the twilight of your god

As your system cracks and all your life is DEAD priest

Take a look into our minds, Feel the pulse of omnipotent strength

Take a look into our souls, Feel your life drained of everything that was

Hear my words, feel my wrath, Your death is sweet, All your life is dead priest, DEAD