Heathens

Two thousand years

Spread like the plague

Defiled the groves and the temples in

Line with their death cult ways

And still to this day

Their poison remains

Now the old gods shall arise from their slumber

And lay their sick lord to waste

Bring out the rope

Tie to a post

All who reside in gold filled shrines

Will now pay the full price for their lies

Heathens arise

Remove your binds

Tonight faith dies

The crows will rise

In your dead eyes

Your lies reside

All father smirks as holy screams ring

On through the crumbling skies

Atrocities in their name

Corrupted the earth

Their vile sickness saw terror and pain on a

Scale unforeseen

So lay down the law

See death in their eyes

The wolves and the crows, they will feast on

The remnants of a god fearing clergyman's corpse

Bring out the rope

Tie to a post

All who reside in gold filled shrines

Will now rot in hells flames for their lies

Heathens arise

Remove your binds

Tonight faith dies

The crows will Rise

In your dead eyes

Your lies reside

All father smirks as holy screams ring

On through the crumbling skies

Bring out the rope

Tie to a post

All who reside in gold filled shrines

Will now shatter the sky with their cries

Heathens arise

Remove your binds

All father smirks as holy screams ring

On through the crumbling skies