Men of Isa Your end is fucking nigh Like a surging wave we come for you With murder in our eyes Vermin filth Bastard sons of the virgin whore You're the plague that walk upon this earth And we are the cure A sanguine tide unleashed Deceitful tongues False words spreading like disease So I would rather suffocate Than share the air you breathe Shameful stains of Adam Your god was never here And the shackles of your morals Were never mine to wear The sanguine tide unleashed Invoke the inner beast Their blood shall be spilled The cold howling wind Shall sing through their bleaching bones A hymn most ethereal A funereal dirge So here we are gathered Upon this charnel ground To end the line of Abraham The horns of damnation now sound A tide of death is now rising Feel it coursing through our veins Let loose its glorious power And let it send you to your graves Their arms reached towards Heaven Pleading safety behind the gates With fervent prayers left unheard They fall prey to our burning hate The sanguine tide unleashed The sanguine tide unleashed The sanguine tide unleashed