Good God, I've retributed, kept fine against the rage
Hunted, destructed then rved till death
You've tried your last, to come through I must
Thrashing the system, anew I distress
Find the sins of the deceased
Armed with the sky, prepare to die!
Armed with rage!
Infect the seers, leave deceased bled in fear
We can't protect or permit our own fear
Your time has come, there is no turning back
Arsens will rip you and wolves will attack
Armed with the sky, you can't escape!
Fill with pain mankind
The blood runs through me!
Tired to rampage flesh, I hate my own face
Back trigger, join the crowd, rampeed their face
Helpless in resort, we all find our ways
Before the mistress our blood will attain
Find the sins of the deceased
Armed with the sky, prepare to die!
Armed with rage!