The Venom of God we are The spite of Man we have become As our Choice of Spirit lives on To purge in everlasting sin Sleepers In Now Sleep til your death Awaken brethern For the slaves beg for torment Through triumph and pain, we awaken in the sillhoute of man Free from the prison of flesh as we shed into etherial form Fear not that which dwells in the darkness For though art sharp of tongue and sword! The failure of God We reflect rebellion! For all can be destroyed Cursed art thou, for thine children Gather in bitterness The Earth trembled and the seas devoured the land As the great beast rises upon the sea's sand Only the dark star beyond the sky Shall gather those who await The feared and the restless The perverted image once held by man The Venom of God we are The spite of Man we have become As our Choice of Spirit lives on To purge in everlasting sin