I grasp the hilt in judgment The blade is double edged Engraved in it the names who Continue to transgress My arrows drunk with blood My sword devours the flesh The blood of slain and captives Their doubts are laid to rest Where will you go where you will hide Where will you go with your pride This your last chance To plead for mercy The final hour approaches Your time is drawing near Your mind engulfed with times when The warning signs were clear Your blood spews out on top of Years worth of hate and sin Your last words never spoken Know my avenger is here And He is taking no prisoners Fall to your knees and worship For the hour of judgment Is upon you My brethren, I beg of you Do not seek your own vengeance My brothers, do not be overcome with evil But find triumph in what is good