Weakeners of our time sinners of our mind We will segregate our own source of time Satan's on the way weak man's only pride We suffer today to save our own mind Reverance - waiting for the vein Sanctity - waiting for vein Reaping across the plains Burning the book of lies Deep behind the lines A black book of disguise Come down to me appear by the light We cannot fear Bow down for me, I will grant powers To set you free We stand here in own place Waiting for the night to seal our fate The reaping of the stage is in our game Hunting you down we will see our name Why we breed, why we see To see your name The secret to life is in our brains Just to find the keys to the maze Hunting for the being we all so hate Sinning our sins we will see our name