Under The Supreme - Immolation

Martyrs of the cross, bear the flames of hate

The madness in their eyes is blind to their obsession

The judgments they bestow… in God’s name

Abolish the impious, conquering their fate

Driven by beliefs they enforce upon the weak to justify the life…

they’ve destroyed.

For control of the soil, sacred grounds of faith

Soaking in the blood, the blood of their redemption

Longing for deliverance… from sin

Apostles of perversion, the suffering they induce

Thrive upon the carnage, take pleasure in their pain

They offer no atonement… for they’re his chosen

Take the weak… Make them see

Our blessed ways… Died for God

Sickening… Benevolence

Twisted… Conviction

On the shores of Armageddon, the defeated bow their heads

Silent are their prayers, silent are the heavens

Their somber eyes have seen the coming of the beast.

Behold the loss of life and the triumphs of death