Obsidian Shrine - Luciferian Wrath

All of your lives. Faithful, worshipping pious lies
If you could only see the fear in your face now

Magazines fully loaded. Round chambered, hammer cocked.
Piss and shit fill your pants as you tremble before me
The soldiers of hell march as hooves clack, pits dug for the bodies they will stack
Blasphemy rides upon winds of fate. Filling those now losing all faith.

Crying. Begging. Prayers of emptiness
On their knees the sins of their lives to me they confess
Smashing precious temples with hate. Bleeding out every mullah, rabbi, and priest.
Painting our faces with their blood. Shriek and howl our call to war.

Let napalm consume the heaven they adore
Angels obliterated in an atomic war
Decapitate your idols
Desecrate and defile
Of flesh and blood unholy
Ashes become their glory

Your sacred text trampled under horse and boot
Thrown to the flames let every word burn
Round up the faithful. Ready the arms. Darkness awaits their return
Lock and load fill baptized with lead. Level cities, launching warheads.

The smell of fear and gunpowder is thick
No mercy, no salvation for the religiously sick
Cut them down one by one. Hellfire reigns.
Cut them down one by one. Hellfire reigns.