Lyrics

Blessed by the hands of the hallowed saints
Strained to live on a sacred path
Breed to serve the creator of life
Fear his wrath, for he will slay the vile
Dreaded disciples of a false Messiah
Punish the rebels for obedience
Innocent blood soils the holy ground
Fear becomes hatred, it’s revolution
We will not bow down
We will not surrender
Chaos is upon us
We are the wretched
We are the damned
We are the restless
We take our stand
We are the wretched
We are the damned
The unholy
We will command
Screams of agony as pilgrims burn
The hand of the saviour nowhere to be seen
The sight of hope now blinded with ashes
Left in despair, in the hands of Death
Fear not my child as we bring salvation
Take comfort in the darkness
Savor the torment of the blasphemous souls
As the Angel of Death is now your leader
Bow to your master
Embrace your sins
Welcome to Hell
We are the wretched
We are the damned
We are the restless
We take our stand
We are the wretched
We are the damned
The unholy
We will command
Written by: Jean-Pierre Proulx, Joel Bilodeau, Steve Lefebvre
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