Why should we serve that which betrays

Leeches, they steal of our lives

Why should we lower ourselves to the beasts

Submissive they are to be made

We need not to be held in their chains

Illusions but they can still hold

We rise within the strength

The One Who lays them to waste



Praising the Weapon that Cleanses our land

So perfect It's Way unopposed

Punisher of the treacherous ones

U-Mu La Mah-Ri



This Force no bolt withstands

For It's now the Merciless One

Un-quenchable rage it holds

Only sated when the last falls

Their deed of treason

Unseen by the ones enchained

Ignorance which shielded the crimes

All seen by the All Knowing One



You'll perish within the Hands

Of the Storm that means your end

These things you call your gods

These things, they save you not



Oh now you live the torment

Bound in the chains that enslaved us

Now you feel the suffering

That you bestowed upon our being



Live the pain of the Gnashing Teeth that's

Grinding your bones enslaver

By what right did you bind us

Now you'll reap the suffering



Oh there's no mercy for you've

Broken the Sacred Laws you've

Taken the dreams of many

Lives you have bound and punished



For your crimes no repentance

Can turn back the Wrath

Which you've called on yourselves

By your deeds



No new life can arise

From a land once denounced

By my Lord

For unrivaled He stands



For no man may rise up

To enslave any other

Made free by Design of our God



That of Might shall

Define what is right

For unmatched is the Power

of Chthhulhu Most High



Praising the Weapon that Cleanses our land

So perfect It's Way unopposed

These things you praise as gods

These things, dispirited things