Eyes blind to the death of the church A fabrication of truth
You've awaken the warriors march for we are the elite
Our alters are stained with blood
Here we are in the fight of our lives why won't you listen we bring the angle of death
God I'm on my knees suffering is this all I am
Please fill my pain life me up and hold me close to your heart
How could I fail you once again your love is what sustains me
Here lies another empty tomb is what you preach
Fear the very thing you created yet your still blind
Death to those who bare the marc life to those who choose to fight
As we gather in your presence