Holy death No easy life is promised to me A holy death is all that I see Blood stained and scarred and still we remain Doctrines of devils rain hell down upon this earth Doctrines of devils the mockery has its end We are the sheep in wolves clothing You are the snake in the garden Coming for you Thy will be done Prepare your soul for what's to come Prepare your soul for kingdom come We preach Til death We are the sheep in wolves clothing You are the snake in garden Holy death If you throw yourself at the beast Expect him to show his teeth You are not safe here