Suffer The Fools -

Hand of blood — still sacreligious I’ll

Watch the blood, how it floods

Through sands of time — sworn belly of scorn

Sworn by death, by grimes

And plague will rise from the land of the sun where the misery speaks

And the angel of light are the wolves

For those who see fatalities, for those who fear no noose

Liquefy, annihilate or suffer the fools

Hand of wrath — grave cannot be saved

Watch the spawn, on and on Cursed if earth beneath, perverted minds — hell’s devotees

Cursed are we, and free

The angel of light are the wolves

For those who see fatalities, for those who fear no noose

Liquefy, annihilate or suffer

For those who believe in bitter tragedies

For those who see the misery Damnation’s jewels — the fools

For they will bring you down

Suffer the fools and they will take your life