Skeletal hands reach for the blinding sun Scavengers circle In this bloodied sandpit you're the master of none Betrayers, agnostics are burnt at the stake Murder they celebrate Hunger... For splendour, unspoken glory For infamy, power over will Voracious, unconquerable Drives us to kill Rise from your crypt Hailing not life but death Drowned in bloodlust Vision turned red Perish, choke on the filth of the Styx Expire, burn on the crucifix Feast on their fear Thrive on their terror Prosper as you murder Blossom in their wake