[Lyrics by Bard Faust] Hold to the major stance misled people will be given no chance food for vultures, prey for wolves shattered and ripe, hear their calls Containment of inferno, night of sword a gallows in function, all for your lord jesus is dead, k**ed by my will a grip that by all means was created to k** Black current trinity naturalistic satanic consistency no liberation for the holy man there is no such thing as a praised land Channeling of equent hate ultimately opposed at any rate god-given confinement is due it will surely k** you and your breed too