Amazing Disgrace, the sound is sick,

it'll make a wretch of you,

once you had thoughts,

but now you are lost,

'twas grace that stole your mind,

a plague on all men that would fall to their knees for a god,

a curse on all women that would bless their innocent child,

a fire on all churches of the world,

burn with it any who would grieve them,

if you are lost without religion,

lost you deserve to stay,

to arms brothers, far to long has this,

institution controlled, society,

Now you are crowned, crowned king of the lies,

take your throne, bringer of false hope,

hypocritcal king of kings of deceit,

with these screams as our only weapons,

we run into the midst of the furious battle

revolutions at hand, the time has come,

to overthrow the king, overthrow the king,

far too late in the fight, it is for us,

to claim the side of good,

with his propaganda war machines,

the king's army is backed,

by false claims of righteousness,

so into the battle they ride,

adorning their white robes,

they've come to meet us,

us all in black,

many weapons were used,

to try to bring us down,

blessed weapons tried,

tried to bring us to our knees,

no -

in defiance, screams ring out,

they're on their knees,

so easily, they seem to like it there,

they grovel before us now,

even as we walk into,

the sacred fortress they once,

thought was invincible,

now the time has come,

he stands before us alone,

now the time has come,

for him to lose the throne,

king of kings, kill the king...