Behold the Face of Death

I deep my fingers into a pool of blood
When slain bodies rot in the wake of progress
To write upon the forehead of the wicked race

Behold the face of death
Behold the face of man
Behold the face of death
Killing with a smile

Behold the face of death
Behold the face of man
Behold the face of death
Slayer of it all

Trapped in the game of the enemy
I see the devil in his eyes
Dealer of the apocalypse
Selling the end
Sealing our fate
Redeeming back what you remember
Redeeming back what you remember
Redemption through final extinction
Our skin will burn as we have burned in the fire of atonement