I'd rather be a slave in the house of my God Than dwell in the palace of the wicked The lord will hand you over You shall know there is a god in Israel I'll feed you to the birds of the air And wash my feet in your blood Break out your teeth Rip out your en-trails Spread them over all the earth So, demons show me what you've got I come with the Lamb of God Demons show me what you've got I come with the Lamb of God I will tread upon the Serpent And smash the lions scull In the name of Holy one Come from the four winds Oh, breath And breath into these slain That the may have life Dry bones Stand You have life! Behold The Kingdom of the dead that rise again Rise again Rise again Brothers, come and stand your ground Become what you have been made for There'll be war For you War For you War