Lletres:
Mortal Treason Call To The Martyrs

Traducció: Mortal treason. Truqui als màrtirs.

from yourself. Spit in the face of all men. Turn your head up to the sky. Confront the coward that lurks beneath the shadows. Call him out. Slap his

Deception is your name. I cried out for your hand. All I see is your foot in my face holding me down, down on the ground. I fall to my knees to praise

Stand, stand up, stand up. Salute Him as your king The Lord who reigns over heaven and over earth. Yea,y you can't ignore it. Why, it's in your head

Fall into my hands and sleep forever in these ashes of sorrow. Your chains hold me down. Your words keep me bound. Death cries out from these ashes.