Under The Supreme - Immolation

Martyrs of the cross, bear the flames of hate 
The madness in their eyes is blind to their obsession 
The judgments they bestow... in God's name 

Abolish the impious, conquering their fate 
Driven by beliefs they enforce upon the weak 
to justify the life... they've destroyed. 

For control of the soil, sacred grounds of faith 
Soaking in the blood, the blood of their redemption 
Longing for deliverance... from sin 

Apostles of perversion, the suffering they induce 
Thrive upon the carnage, take pleasure in their pain 
They offer no atonement... for they're his chosen 

Take the weak... Make them see 
Our blessed ways... Died for God 

Sickening... Benevolence 
Twisted... Conviction 

On the shores of Armageddon, the defeated bow their heads 
Silent are their prayers, silent are the heavens 
Their somber eyes have seen the coming of the beast. 

Behold the loss of life and the triumphs of death 
The fall of man and God, a penance for devotion 
Feel the fury of his everlasting retribution