A privilege you chose this one?
Salvation brought forth from a gun.


You blasphemer, who acts as god,
I deliver to you, cleansation in flame


Your flesh bears marks of one who is ruined

You false idol, that leads sheep to the slaughter,

I bleed you out, pierce your unforgiving heart

Your flesh bears marks of one who is ruined


Feast on the flesh of your loyal worms,
Their bellies filled with dirt, yours with their blood

Though the outside looks so sweet,
Their insides rot, just like their king


You blasphemer, who acts as god,
I deliver to you, salvation


Your salvation.