And I Walk Into the valley of slaughter A cursed world Corpses Become the Beasts Fodder Trudge through black and filth No sight where it will end I will Judge you on your words, "I have not sinned" Where are the gods you made Can they defend you Where are the gods you made They laugh and curse you They, they curse you They are not real The real God has seen you die Yet you piss Yet you spit Yet you nail Christ He has seen, He knows all He holds your misery Give it up, take my hand Purge your idolatry Purge Purge your mind Purge Purge your life Here are the gods you made Unclean spirits knew Here are the gods you made Demons follow you They Always knew They Fester you The real God has seen you die Yet you piss Yet you spit Yet you nail Christ He has seen, He knows all He holds your misery Give it up, take my hand Purge your idolatry