Death Dealer - Thy Art Is Murder

In the mist of solitude

Under the rotting leaves

On the forest floor, the olive branch

And the skin shed from the son of Eve

In torment watch it grow

Sprout up into life

The vine of hatred, sewn in my soul

Now fear consumes my eyes

Oh lord

From the serpent’s tongue compel thee

Divide in spite

And conquer all in bigotry

Defiled, erased

The dignity in man

Removed, disgraced

Banished by the tyrant’s hand

Death defied

Soul divine

Plague of guilt and grand design

Tainted lives in clandestine

Withdrawn from life on the outside

Forsaken

Baptized in blood and sand

Awaken

Malevolence upon the land

Unholy master

Merchant of despair

Rally the weak

Give them their bloodhsed

Faith healer, death dealer

Faith healer, death dealer

Kill in the name of your tyrant

Nothing left but cowards in silence

Kill in the name of your tyrant

Faith healer, death dealer

Faith healer, death dealer

Oh lord from the serpent’s tongue compel thee

Divide in spite

And conquer all in bigotry

Defiled, erased

The dignity in man

Removed, disgraced

Banished by the tyrant’s hand

Death defied

Soul divine

Plague of guilt and grand design

Tainted lives in clandestine

Withdrawn from life on the outside

Forsaken

Baptized in blood and sand

Awaken

Malevolence upon the land

Kill in the name of your tyrant

Nothing left but cowards in silence

Faith healer, death dealer

Faith healer, death dealer