On the legs of lighting the storm rears in defeat
Rising in vain once more with the sea
Grey hands reaching, cold under a swell
Withered in the forge of our unbelief

All gods breed, all gods die, all gods will pay

We'll exorcise all of these fathers of lies
Burned holes for eyes behold the pyre of gods

Uncrusaders, heretics to all faith
No slavery beyond death!
Every idol will feel our scourge
They can't hold us in this life

The ransom of your soul must be paid for your dead
The way out for us all: we'll take the jailer's head

All gods want, all gods need, their sacrifices must bleed
All gods breed, all gods die, all gods will pay