Death be not proud
Though some have called thee mighty and dreadful
For, thou art not so
Though soonest our best men with thee go

Rest of their bones and souls deliveries
For those whom thou think'st
Thou dost overthrow
Die not, poor death nor canst thou kill me

Immolation, an immoral sacrifice
Martyrs of deception, the cross of the crucified
Seeking out the truth of forever
And drowning in the flames of lies

Embrace the prophets of deception
And watch the innocent die
Suffering and die for your lord
Martyrs still feel the pain

Ashes to ashes and dust to dust
Infidels are to blame
Fire meets fire as war is waged
Where is your God as you burn?

Paradise fades to black
No rewards now you learn
Slaves to devotion
Their faith makes them blind

Purify the sinner
The servants to the kingdom of lives
Bow to your savior
But your savior was born in lies

Faith has been corrupted
To kill for God is not divine
The slaughter of the innocent
And the rape of the weak

Is this divinity?
Is this the kingdom you seek?

Faith has been afflicted
The righteous have been deceived
They shall find
There is nothing but enemies

And on their alters
The weak shall bleed
Their Gods they have fallen
Their martyrs have gone in vain

These are the children of deception
They are lost, condemned and shamed
Bow to your savior
But your savior was born in lies

Faith has been corrupted
To kill for God is not divine
The slaughter of the innocent
And the rape of the weak

Is this divinity?
Is this the kingdom you seek?