Few Left Standing Scourge
lord of filth rebuke you
be prepared in season and out
for the wrath of the Almighty
death is your destiny
and you're already dead
pride goes before destruction
a haughty spirit before a fall
relinquish the grasp on least lost souls
for their eyes will witness the truth
satan
we rebuke you
in the name of
Jesus Christ
slither away on your belly
before heels hit your head
coward
