To amend any treasons of the truth Or of the soul We the gods of all things share witness So be it the law That any being beneath our skies shall Know our mercy when it is earned And shall know the wrath of the gods When it is deserved Now we decide These feeble yet volatile human beings have menaced Beyond what is acceptable Their yearning to self consume in misery Has made them every bit expendable Their reasoning brings questions of their Understanding, their truth is anything But logical and I suspect that the facts Will show beyond a doubt, the evidence is clear to see
I share your hatred and I share in your disgust I second the motion, beyond a doubt, they are expendable to us Release all demons of the underworld, release the wrath of all our kin Release the demons beneath the soil, let this cleansing now begin
Now come our fury upon this world Now come to bring upon them endless night Resolve this land of these succubi These humans, this burden