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Righteous mask, putrid stench of decades past

This ancient stone shall crumble and fall

To ruin we were sentenced, to rule we are entailed

Biding our time in calm peace and blasphemy

Awoken from our anxious sleep with daggers to our necks

Dust now blown from shield and sheath, the hunt is on (is on)

Mercy none for the scum giving none to others

A vengeance swift and savage to even out the numbers

Bloodsea ridges invocations of the storm

The rightful kill is mother earth’s for the taking

Today shall draw the line and let the rope run tight

Round their necks 'til the fire of life has left their eyes

String them up 'til the bells of war have lost their chime

Round by round, let the force of retribution sow

Cross after cross after cross on a godless shore

Depicted in your scrolls as a monument of evil

Dehumanizing faith to mold the human clay

And so you die with the promise of a sacred land

Yet in death’s eyes we’re all corpses all the same

In the absence of light

Only darkness will thrive

And death shall prosper

Round their necks 'til the fire of life has left their eyes

String them up 'til the bells of war have lost their chime

Round by round, let the force of retribution sow

Cross after cross after cross on a godless shore

Hold you down as you gasp for air

Drive the cleaver further down

Bind those hands that clutch for light

Let the rope run…

Hold you down as you gasp for air

Drive the cleaver further down

Bind those hands that clutch for light

Let the rope run tight

Round their necks 'til the fire of life has left their eyes

String them up 'til the bells of war have lost their chime

Round by round, let the force of retribution sow

Cross after cross after cross on a godless shore

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