Wumpscut Adonai My Lord
We are your tool, We are one We're like one fool, The plan is spun To die for honour, Die for blood Die with ardour, Horses shod
Adonai, My Lord
Ask for nothing, All is null Cry for all thing, In mortal hull Defending your state, Escorting pack Delusion is hate, The last attack
Adonai, My Lord
