Wage war with your threats of the lord

Retaliation, attack

Full force of the war machine

You think you hear him calling you back



Kick down the blessed doors to god

We got some killing to do

Scramble little lambs you run



Intervention, the retreat has begun

Although you're all about to be dead

You in the front, the first to go

I think it was in something you said



You claim to be the son

Your pain for everyone

To heaven disappear

Apocalyptic fear



Perfect the method for an untimely death

The horror you're about to receive

Firestorm, incinerator engaged

You want the sacrifice to be seen



Consequences for your misuse of god

Without the final seal, you are through

Convinced of what has to be done

The end to desperation for you 



Insist it's the only way out

The only chance you have to be free

Defend your impeccable lord

Provide you with a passage to leave