كلمات March Of The Crucifers

Lo and behold Cat' o' nine tails Flogging the back of the soon to be dead Non-lethal at first Just playful torture We save his soul for the hangman's roar In the name of hell We strip the cross of the arch priest Get the rope to hang him high To the gallows we go Will celebrate a morbid feast Til the flames of the funeral pyre Transcending past perception With ways of ripping death Virtuous palpitation Obliterate the ruined soul Revenant imposter Burn at mental stake Ripples through the arteries Rabid beast at last awake Join our stride It's the march of the crucifiers Kettledrums blast at the altar of death Ensnarers of faith Movement of night echo in aeternum Heighten the kill and awaken the swarm Dissident bliss Blemish their poise Strangle God's voice