Sacred Rite şarkı sözleri
Pushing land behind us as we march to break the domeA million years will bring us miles closer to their homesRemnants of forgotten lands remind us of our goalThe lives of all the people are now tales we'll never knowWhat's left of them are mutants, warped and twisted form the moldHiding underground, protected from the firey coldSwallowed by the landscape, lost a hundred timesCould it be that God is seeking payment for our crimesRaping anger drives us, vengance unfulfilled to this dayA day or two will have us there to execute our planThen they all will learn the blade is quicker than the handI can see on the horizon as we march across the landA gleaming dome of iron, miles larger than we'd plannedBurning down the city to a ton of molten leadWe'll blast away the living, and we'll persecute the dead.Taking the road that will lead to destructingThe wall of the city, so death can be spread intoMadness, evil, wrongScreaming for the dawnAll of the people who now live in peace with themselvesThey forever will never forgive us forWhat we have doneAll their hopes are goneSeizing the women and children and menTo be senselessly slaughtered again and againDead without a soundNo reason can be foundOne day the gods will descend from the heavensTo stop all this killing and bring back the peaceThat once was thereSpreading through the air
