1. Blood Curse

Flock of the Lord
sworn enemies of the Son
Hands curled in fists
and poison on tongues
Twisted are sermons
and spilled is prophets' blood
Frantic mob of Jerusalem
Children of God

Let His blood be upon us and Our children
Let his blood fall on our heads
Let His blood be upon us and Our children
Let his blood fall on our heads

Now axe is by the root
and noose upon the neck
Counted are breaths
and measured our graves
Yet Our viper's tribe
yearns for copper snake
Believes sinless few will stop
the rain of flames

Let his blood be upon us and our children
Let his blood fall on our heads
Let his blood be upon us and our children
Let his blood fall on our heads

Lord have mercy upon us all
Have forgiveness on Our kind

2. Pain And Rapture

I'm here to give You sweet joy of sins confession
Answer my questions
No need for testimony taken by force
I want remorse

Fall in my arms sobbing aloud
Now make me proud
Avow Your guilt, return, it's not too late
On path of faith

My heart burns so pure
With thousand stakes
Greet my flames with pain and rapture
Soul as snow so pure
Thank You oh Lord
Let Your lost lambs soon be captured

It's time to learn to love sweet God again
Purpose of pain
Conceive Your crimes with desperate grief
Flames bring relief

You will be dying filled with inspired faith
It's not too late
I am the one to mould You once more
Your sin was sore

My heart burns so pure
With thousand stakes
Greet my flames with pain and rapture
Soul as snow so pure
Thank You oh Lord
Let Your lost lambs soon be captured

3. Deadspeak

Is this Thy mercy
Divine pain of the nails
Your children curse me
As prophet failed once again

He dared to teach how to live
Said a whore to the thief
Crowning is waiting
Servant of Divine

Deadspeak
Strength for the weak
Martyr's commandment
Deadspeak
Suicidal streak
Torment remembered

Value of one breath
How priceless is Your life
Concealed gain from death
Unfold when comes time of strife

Once heard Only death is real
Glorious flesh as soul is killed
Martyr's commandment
When your grave is all

Deadspeak
Strength for the weak
Martyr's commandment
Deadspeak
Suicidal streak
Torment remembered

4. To Praise, To Bless, To Preach

Woe to You carefree dissemblers
Your songs are false
Drought, no dew, soil of pretenders
Your offering rots

Woe to You jackals in Zion
Your crown is broke
Cutthroat brood led to Babylon
Exoneration under the yoke

Lips to praise
Hands to bless
Lash to preach

Spit to curse
Fist to bait
Wheel to rack

Woe to You flock of a ruin
Rod of our lips routs
Apostates grubs of undoing
Jezebel's dogs howl

Woe to You minions of falsehood
Eschaton is nigh
Count Your pay, taste Your own fruit
Heed to our words and come to light

Lips to praise
Hands to bless
Lash to preach

Spit to curse
Fist to bait
Wheel to rack

5. Militis Fidelis Deus

Antiphona: Salve Regina

Salve, Regina, misericordiae, vita, dulcedo et spes nostra, salve.

Ierusalem

Faith had failed on Earth
Fear of the Lord prevails no longer
Justice perished from this world
Violence held sway

Fratricide prowls free
Lord of this world is ever stronger
Virtue fell down on knees
Evil reigns in its stead

We take up the cross renouncing all sins
Faith is our arm when Lord is our shield
With glee in our hearts and psalm on our lips

We sing
Halleluiah

Long is the road and perils galore
Many will perish in service of Lord
We are the steel that's tempered in toil

We sing
Halleluiah

Ierusalem
Nostrum finem
Ierusalem

Through the deserts we drag
Scorched and waterless lands of torment
Famine grows each day
Salvage in blood of our steeds

Siege wears on and on
Damn infidels drawing nearer
Host of ghosts we became
Our souls are in Lord's hands

In hour of trial there's vision that thrills
The Holy Lance God's token of will
Right of our cause is brightly revealed

We sing
Halleluiah

Men on white horses with banners all white
Blessed reinforcements sent us by Christ
Insolence of faithless to be penalized

We sing
Halleluiah

Ierusalem
Nostrum finem
Ierusalem
Sanguinamus