Standing at the behest of our perishing mortality An unbridled certainty, caged in dominion Condemn the absolution and cast out preying doubt From a dying light, suffering came And in oblivion it shall soon remain We bear this cursed insignia Worship the parasite and ingest dogmatic disease The excrement Divine, hurled through the bowels of desperation The harsh and undeniable rites of pestilence The unforgiving hammer of doubt Crashing down upon us We bear this cursed insignia We, we bear, this cursed insignia Slow decay Crawling into the foul rotting fruit of perdition Total soul ruination Denied of your worth Denied of your comfort Denied of your idols Denied of existence