Heavy strike from the sky Launching ruthless disasters Terror upon impure people I rise my priests to purify through the pain The real pain of loss The mighty pain of suffer Your insignificant existence Is meant to glorify me Against your will I shall say its flesh weak Disciples bent, believe my holyness Smell of guts and stone Hallow my great highness Holocaust your preciosity Your only son cold blood Omnipotence The alpha and the omega Above all nations Impure ones hear my voice Fear my sight as I seek you The destiny of damn Is built by my minion On his kingdom of sulphur Thieves, liars on proper cages Eternal realms of torment Killers, rapers piled away Sinners, hellion in an unison whimper There's no sun There's no mercy There's no hope There's no peace for the wicked The real pain of loss The mighty pain of suffer Your insignificant existance Is meant to glorify me Omnipotence The alpha and the omega Above all nations