Held down and suffering
Rise up to break these chains
Flame of rage grows to the fire of revolt
No longer will man be slave
Trapped by some false destiny
All of our gods
They will die this day
A whiplash of fury cuts right through the night
The heads of kings will be our feast
We are the bringers of thunder
We'll never rest until we see Babel burned to the ground
From our deepest curse
We raise perdition's name
Cast off all sins with their own blood
Gods of killers
Break free all mortal claims
Forever anointed the killers of gods
A whiplash of fury cuts right through the night
The heads of kings will be our feast
We are the bringers of thunder
We'll never rest until we see Babel burned to the ground
Burn Babel burn