Viva la Rebellion
Woe to you IsraHELL
Mother of lies
Mother of martyrs
Mother of whores
You stoned the Prophets
And burned the scrolls
Sought death for your children
Broke bread with your foes
You raped and pillaged
And broke the commands
Taunted and cheated with blood on your hands
An abomination is what you’ve come to be
The Lost Ten Tribes are death under your feet
Topheth is stacked with an abundance of wood
Woe to the kings who are up to no good
Woe to the nations of blasphemous glory
The beginning of light is the end of your story
Woe is the sulfur that comes down like rain
It’s the end of drought and the beginning of pain
Woe is the fire that sets it ablaze
The flood of the righteous at the end of dayz
We’ve been sent good weather
Tiny dancers flicker on the hills
The stage is ours to conquer
Leave no one sitting still
Let’s dance into moonlight
Make envious the sun
Devour all our enemies
We’ll finish when we’re done
