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In fiery flight we would leave this hall

The Holy house, House of God will fall

To death they go with music and song

But our dread simply must go on

I feel our need to feed goes on

For our greed, watch them bleeding on

This hour's ours, with open arms go on

Crowned with thorns and pain was he

Raised our hands and slew him utterly

Crimson waves of the tears of war

This is what we were put here for

Eden falls, mercy for life

I hear their calls, stood and watched them die

Heaven crawls, wings burn on high

Beauty falls. Beg unto me why?

Fold thy raven wings

'Tis our duty, darkness brings

If this day be our last

Our victims await for they are vast

In fiery death we will crawl away

Content we lived for each and every day

Black and burned with a stench of decay.