(Upon The Cross) Tormented And Lost کے بول

Hateful fist of identity Creation and blasphemy Venom of the fallen Curse for the weak Undefeated messengers Horns become thorns Marching towards the unlight Taking a neverending fight Upon the cross tormented and lost Fell the taste of your holy blood Hands in the devil?s mark Arise from the ashes Signs of the strongest Engraved in bloody stones On the ancient battlefields With spears rip their faith Bleeding lambs see no sunrise Dying silently face down Upon the cross tormented and lost Fell the taste of your holy blood Open wounds of annihilation Bleed under reaper?s supreme domination Obedience to massacre every sanctity A need to profanate salvation A final sacrifice of all creation Fullfils the chalice of damnation Hands in the devil?s mark Arise from the ashes Signs of the strongest Engraved in bloody stones On the ancient battlefields With spears rip their faith Bleeding lambs see no sunrise Dying silently face down Upon the cross tormented and lost Fell the taste of your holy blood Open wounds of annihilation Bleed under reaper?s supreme domination Obedience to massacre every sanctity A need to profanate salvation A final sacrifice of all creation Fullfils the chalice of damnation Unmerciful legions, the hateful allies Coming to desecrate the enemies of sin The purest ones now become sinners People against god and normality