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Behind the shadow of a former past

Lies our path of desolation

We stand alone, against the wind

Behold our doctrine of impertinence

Without conviction, they shall die in vain

The past is alive, we bring suffering and pain

The cattle behold through envious eyes

They rot in a world of illusions and lies

They plead for the blessings of social rejects

The interest of peddlers this only protects

They need all mindless sheep to believe

A sermon of irreverence, canon for thieves

They bleed for the whispers and lack of respect

The interest of peddlers, this only protects

They need all mindless sheep to believe

A sermon of irreverence, canon for thieves

Entire landscape left scarlett red

Numerous bodies and countless dead

You’re drawn and quartered then burned alive

Hung over flames and left to die

The eyes of the devil have a vision for you

But those you slander have you surrounded

The weaker you've become we now draw near

You feast from the hand you equally fear

They all shall die and you’re to blame

Your blood runs cold as you perish in flames

Behind the shadow of a former past

Lies our path of desolation

We stand alone, against the wind

Behold our doctrine of impertinence

Without conviction, they shall die in vain

The past is alive, we bring suffering and pain

The cattle behold through envious eyes

They rot in a world of illusions and lies