Fit For An Autopsy - Wrath lyrics

Rise I shall rise on these heathen wings Upon The fall of his entangled woes Flames The cold embrace of the beast that swallows worlds Truth Thats raping all I reign Stripping all the faith from the disease you have created A new beginning causing chaos for the human race A cleansing of the weak and feeble The ones unable to release their righteous ways Saving themselves from the game of lies We will strike down all the angels Strike down Self righteous fools now rise I shall rise on these heathen wings Flames The cold embrace of the beast that swallows worlds You alone have been led to believe in certain ways And I am forthright in my deliverance of pain I am calling out to you, who cannot hear I sift through the sands of man To end the work of demons