Yeah
Rise up, Sons of Salem
Your mothers cursed you at birth
Rise up, Sons of Salem
The dead will inherit the earth

Trial by fire, death at the Puritan hand
On unholy land
Sinners and serpents and all you despise
How they prophesise
Pray to false idols, blind leading the blind
In the eyes of Christ
Torture and torment, no mercy no pride
Sacred genocide

Rise up, Sons of Salem
Your mothers cursed you at birth
Rise up, Sons of Salem
The dead will inherit the Earth

Cold-hearted vengeance for centuries past
And aspersions cast
Void of emotion, regress to the wild
An unholy child
Violent possession, drug-fuelled obsessions to slay
In the ancient way
Annihilation and mass mutilation today
Rising from the grave

Rise up, rise up, rise up
Sons of Salem
Rise up, rise up, rise up

Rise up, rise up, rise up
Sons of Salem
Rise up, rise up, rise up