Death Perception Thy Art Is Murder

[Verse 1]
Bring forth the lamb of the sacrifice
One more heretic to crucify
Stained with the blood, the mark of the three
The chaos in man, no longer free
In the fire, fuel to the flame, hell inspires

[Verse 2]
The almighty genesis
And the incarnation of pestilence
No death perception
Eternity’s ascension
The icons of deceit
Holy words of the priest

[Chorus]
Hammer the nail
Through the hands of the weak
Impale the foolish
On the cross of their king

[Post-Chorus]
Blind disciples
Burn your bibles
Blind disciples
Burn your bibles