Sola Scriptura

Words written in blood
By the hands of a glorious martyr
Black rivers of blood
Arise above

The promised land
As venomous
As lethal domination
Forge the hatred

Black rivers of blood
Arise above
Feed the rifts of unknown
Plague the tribes resurrection
The tide turns into flood
Howling crowd
Golden age has come
To an end

Unity in blasphemy

Drowning in fire
Drifting into a world of pain
Hopeless desire
For mutilation of mankind's vein

Redeemer for ours sake
Nailed to the cross, our last pariah
Bow down to the pages of dawn
All hail Sola Scriptura!