Immolation - Becoming The Archetype

Oh the misery of my people

I’ve heard them crying out

Their lamentation

The deafening sound of sorrow

Clothed in anguish

They’ve been enslaved for generations

But now the time has come

I will deliver them

«One fire burns within my soul

Consuming all of the doubt in my mind

Infusing my soul with purpose again»

Awake from sleep my chosen people

Break the bonds of slavery and step out into new life

Hear the word spoken through flame

A fire that cannot be quenched