thou art lord
Singer:rotting christ
dead arch dead march embattle and fire
embattle cruel to waste your soul
our cause is heaven's cause
sharp your arm that sharp your heart
for a voice like thunder and a tongue
to drown the throat of war
when the senses are shaken
and the soul is driven to madness
embattle cruel to waste your soul
our cause is heaven's cause
sharp your arm that sharp your heart
for a scream like rumble and a tongue
that spit the curse of war
when the senses are ablazed
and the soul lead the flames
dead arch dead march embattle and fire
will i ever see this green green landscape bright
will i ever feel this spring breeze and delight