I'm gonna bury you alive
I'm gonna stab your fucking face
I hope that you do like to suffer
Suffering is all you have left
There's no such thing as a virtuous man
His will is easily bought and sold
There's no such thing as a miracle, child
There's no such thing as a virtuous man
His will is easily bought and sold
Our god made virtue all obsolete
I got some news for you
You're fucking dead
I got some news for you
You're fucking hopeless
Worship with me, or you'll be subject to our damnation
You'll be consumed like all the others
Become the beast, let us eat the fruit of Adam's tree
We can both rot in hell together
And we must kill the righteous daughter of damnation
Her heresy spills forth like serpents from her mouth
And we must kill the girl that speaks for our salvation
Who claims to speak for our dark god