"The Rite Of Our Cross" Lyrics

Freedom, urge, faith
And deeper he falls
Hatred, rage, fear
The stronger denial
Anger, heat, lust
The higher he climbs

Slave- the shackles are off
Act- do it your way
Horns- the abyss ascends

Now gather the earth
It's the coming of the dark lord
All tribes unite
This is the rite of our cross

Viewing, judging, killing
A formula known
Fading, paling, rotting
A story too old

Slave- the shackles are off
Act- do it your way
Horns- the abyss ascends

Now gather the earth
It's the coming of the dark lord
All tribes unite
This is the rite of our cross

Wielding, might, just
Now throw me the fight
Glowing, thriving, winning
The truth will be told

Slave- the shackles are off
Act- do it your way
Horns- the abyss ascends

Now gather the earth
It's the coming of the dark lord
All tribes unite
This is the rite of our cross