The Martyr's Brigade

I will devour my enemies
 I shall turn the waters into blood
 And smite the earth with plague
 I am from the pit and made to war
 And the dead bodies shall be piled in the streets of Sodom
 I will cut out the tongues of all nations
 If you want me to be the devil, then the devil I will be
 What price my soul?
 The martyr's weapon
 I have toiled so long
 And searched the faces
 Of the fallen
 Maybe there is no god but man
 No matter
 The traps are set
 This is the martyrs brigade
 The strong arm of faith
 There is no wall high enough
 To stop one man and his will
 And his calling
 And there will follow with me hail and fire mingled with the blood as I was cast upon the earth, I am the mountain burning with fire and the sea of blood
 I am the star that fell from heaven, burning like a lamp
 I will make the waters bitter and smite the sun, moon and stars
 I am the darkening day and the trumpet about to sound
 Vengeance
 I am torment of scorpion and the shape of locus
 With the teeth of lions and breath of brimstone
 Repent repent repent for the day is here
 I never had another question
 That could not be answered by violence
 I hear the masters voice
 Calling me to war