This city is not broken, your fallen dreams come true For all existence, shattered in two I feel myself falling, a vile voice crawling Underneath my skin, entwi...

These bastard sons of blind belief, forth to the land through, A damned sight of hell, a stabbed womb, a heretic priest Bound by eternal perception, o'foul mess...

Now We Run For Cover Beneath the Dying Skies As the Rivers Flow With Blood Rage and Hate Drips From Furious Banks Spill Through These Streets These Streets of O...

Oh pariah, unholy fucking one, the blood of my sons, Plagued, blessed through my veins, I wield the sword, I wield the onslaught Prepare for destruction, the e...