Our axes grind deep into the   Flesh of the holy lambs   Our swords are wet with blood   That drips from the saved      Our acts bespeak a profound lack   Of benevolence that guides our   Every soul and channels our being   Ignoring laws that bind the mortals   From our concept   In cosmic time the drama   Of our lives are played      Feel the burning breath of centuries   As it harkens   Anthems of war and breed   Our lives are lived in a an eternity      And the very gods feel our wrath   Life melts away eyes fixated on our prey   Lambs ripped and gnashed by jaws of terror   "Five thousand shall die for one of ours"      When the age has passed   And the era’s creed   Will no longer men exalt   Heroic deeds      The earth is bare and death is freed   Benevolent in our wake   Life melts away eyes fixated on our prey   Lambs ripped and gnashed by jaws of terror   "Five thousand shall die for one of ours"