Morbid Angel U-mu La Mah-ri
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
