The archangel spreads its wings in front of the ma** Symbolizing the new era of faith Casting shadows upon worshippers Petrified mortals, who gaze upon this divine sight Salvation, too grotesque to comprehend You are the sacrificial You are the tainted icon Lost souls wandering in abandoned lands Lost forms mutated, into vilest diseases! Word burns in hottest flame of incineration In scorn of cycle of life and d**h Organic matter turn into ash erasing any trace of lesser man Messengers of salvation dressed in cloaks of doom Eyes wide open petrified mortals Gaze on reflection of something so gruesome Divine light behind him! You are the sacrificial! You are the tainted icon! You are the torch that is shining so bright You are the charred corpse in grave Process of divine formation taking place You are the blossom of new flesh You are the rotten meat in a hook Scattered fragments unmatched to their desires You are the sacrificial You are the tainted icon Lost souls wandering in abandoned lands You are the altar of worship You are the vessel of new spirit Lost souls confused and seeking