Dekadent Call Of Deliverance
Bring me down,
Down to the ground.
There is a kingdom I have found
Within the soil, in this turmoil.
To kill the creed.
To make me free.
Souls to save and Lives to save
From their lies that enslave
A final call for freedom
For a better day
As we cut the throat
To these Kings of Treason
For we are the blade that
Carves our way through the time.
