Men of Isa
Your end is fucking nigh
Like a surging wave we come for you
With murder in our eyes

Vermin filth
Bastard sons of the virgin whore
You're the plague that walk upon this earth
And we are the cure

A sanguine tide unleashed

Deceitful tongues
False words spreading like disease
So I would rather suffocate
Than share the air you breathe

Shameful stains of Adam
Your god was never here
And the shackles of your morals
Were never mine to wear

The sanguine tide unleashed

Invoke the inner beast
Their blood shall be spilled