Beheading Azazel

Lies
Spewed forth
From your putrid mouth
A flood on the desolate
The consummation determined
Ten
Of one mind
Empowering the Beast
Which is and is not
Waging war with the Saints

Devouring their flesh
The screams of my people
Rise up to heaven
The shroud of deception
You have cast on all the earth

Leading by the hand
Two-thirds to the fiery depths
Of hell
In Battle against your Creator
You shall be broken

Visions of ember rain
Darkness is purged forever
Blood like ash
Crumbling about your neck

Warring with the Lamb
Who will raise up victorious
For He is God-Incarnate
Creator of all mankind
Whose love stronger than any blade
Has sealed you to eternal doom

And now I stand
My arm raised to heaven
Head of Azazel in hand

Harmonious Congregation observe
The sign of eternal victory