Let the good men crush
What they love
It makes them feel alive
It makes them feel alive
Let the fair man build, build them crosses
And crucify
And crucify

So let the wise men write
Our death threats, in Bible paper
Let their message be sent
Throughout the thunder
Throughout the underworld
Throughout the Alpha

Alpha Noir, we want a new world
Alpha Noir, our truth, our code

Let the good men search
Revolve their graves
For a shade of paradise
For a shade of paradise
Let the lion's flesh perfume the widow
And sanctify
And sanctify

So let the weak man have
The final word
Order from Chaos
Let their secret be known
Throughout the thunder
Throughout the underworld
Throughout the Alpha

Alpha Noir, we want a new world
Alpha Noir, our truth, our code

Alpha Noir, Alpha Noir
Alpha Noir, Alpha Noir

Throughout the Alpha
Alpha Noir, we want a new world
Alpha Noir, our truth, our code
Alpha Noir, Alpha Noir
Our truth, our truth, our code