Acolyte March Lyrics

Hand over your city to me.
I am the name of all you profane, drop the gates!
Drop the gates!
As your culture's erased from history.

Rain on the towers and slay all the living and blaze the embankments and raze every suburb
Your city belongs to me, you will see.
You will see!

We stalk with the ark as our shield,
Your lifespan extends to seven days,
Oh Jericho laid to waste!
Oh Jericho laid to waste!
You'll face the fire for your unbelief.

Rain on the towers and slay all the living and blaze the embankments and raze every suburb
Your city belongs to me, you will see.
You will see!

Your walls are a case of a tomb from a womb,
Of an unholy union that sentenced you,
You will see, you will see,
Your end is at your gates

Rain on the towers and slay all the living and blaze the embankments and raze every suburb
Your city belongs to me, you will see.
You will see!

Rain on the towers and slay all the living and blaze the embankments and raze every suburb
Your city belongs to me, you will see.
You will see!

Your city belongs to me!
Your city belongs to me!
Your city belongs to me!
Your city belongs to me!