(Joey DeMaio, Ross The Boss)
Burning embers of the second death will come in the night
Priests and kings, the alpha and omega, poison bites
False prophets and deceivers swing from the trees
Now dawn the age of birds
Drunk with blood, like lepers with disease
Lord of the sky Mercury the guide
Lord of the underworld, I swear the sacred rite
I will crucify, slay them with their tribe
Hear my war cry

They'll find no sanctuary hidden in their ancestral halls
Let loose the knot that binds the spirit and flesh
Let it fall
For only courage and heroism linger after death
So, hold fast thy sword, rejecting pain, feel the dragons
Breath

I've sworn the oath