From the recording "Overture to Madness"

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Lyrics

Eternal is my pain, eternal is your shame
Forked tongue and lies, exploiting every game
The truth seems not to fall, from your lips at all
Actions inspired, By demons from below
Ten for your honor, Ten for your soul, Ten for your spine
Thirty pieces of silver
Ten for your honor, Ten for your soul, Ten for your spine
Thirty pieces of bloody silver and you'll be fine
You'll not know your crime
False prophets nothing more, Convinced of their own lies
Unable to see the truth, right before their eyes
Sanctimonious promises, spilled like rotting wine
Eating flesh with acid breath, destruction from inside
Ten for your honor, Ten for your soul, Ten for your spine
Thirty pieces of silver
Ten for your honor, Ten for your soul, Ten for your spine
Thirty pieces of bloody silver and you'll be fine
You'll not know your crime
For your honor you've been paid, your soul it has been stained
With thirty pieces of bloody silver
The clouds have all but cried, their final tears tonight
The call of old rings out, war has been decreed
Fire will rain down, On the infidel
The call of old rings out, war has been decreed
Fire will rain down, On the infidel
Raise them from this earth, in flames of righteous birth
Fire will rain down, On the infidel
Raise them from the earth, in flames of righteous birth
Call them from this land, their lives are in our hands