Arkangel Behold The Face Of Death
I deep my fingers into a pool of blood
When slained bodies rot in the wake of progress
To write upon the forehead of the wicked race
Behold the face of death, behold the face of man
Behold the face of death, killing with a smile
Behold the face of death, behold the face of man
Behold the face of death, slayer of it all
Trapped in the game of the enemy
I see the devil in his eyes
Dealer of the apocalypse
Selling the end, sealing our fate
Redeeming back what you remember
Redeeming back what you remember
Redemption through final extinction
Our skin will burn as we have burned in the fire of atonemant
Behold the face of death, behold the face of man
Behold the face of death, killing with a smile
Behold the face of death, behold the face of man
Behold the face of death, slayer of it all
Our skin will burn as we have burned in the fire of atonemant