Beheading Azazel کے بول

Lies Spewed forth From your putrid mouth A flood on the desolate The consummation determined Ten Of one mind Empowering the Beast Which is and is not Waging war with the Saints Devouring their flesh The screams of my people Rise up to heaven The shroud of deception You have cast on all the earth Leading by the hand Two-thirds to the fiery depths Of hell In Battle against your Creator You shall be broken Visions of ember rain Darkness is purged forever Blood like ash Crumbling about your neck Warring with the Lamb Who will raise up victorious For He is God-Incarnate Creator of all mankind Whose love stronger than any blade Has sealed you to eternal doom And now I stand My arm raised to heaven Head of Azazel in hand Harmonious Congregation observe The sign of eternal victory