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The dead shall rise from this bleak Necropolis

With heresy in the age of apocalypse

Fiendish are those without law

Tribal wars go unresolved

Expendable

The meek deteriorate

Languish in filth

They turn to waste

Grotesque

Disfigured and disdain

Rot with disgust

Infection remains

Vicious are those without fear

Iniquities

Penalty is severe

Suffering

They know what they must do

Ravenous with nothing to loose

Vigilant

Detached incurable

Feast for the beast

Diabolical

Subjected to no laws of earth

By the will of God

Direct from the church

Derive the right to rule the world

With power to create and power to destroy

The weak shall be enslaved

Behind a throne profane

Anthems of fear and death

Through war they devour their flesh