A Grand Declaration of War - Mayhem

Christendom

Religion of pity

God of the sick

We have discovered our way

We know the road

We have found the way

Out of millennia of labyrinth

Beyond the north

Beyond the ice

Beyond death

There was a thunderstorm in our air

The nature which we are grew dark

All that proceeds from weakness we loathe

We declare not peace but war

We shall be unleashed now

From darkness we create light

Beware decaying humans

For we shall destroy

We are the way of millenniums to come