Immolation
Seth Hecox, Jason Wisdom
Oh, the misery of my people
I've heard them crying out
Their lamentation
The deafening sound of sorrow
Clothed in anguish
They've been enslaved
For generations
But now the time has come
I will deliver them
But now the time has come
One fire burns within my soul
Consuming all of the doubt in my mind
And infusing my soul with purpose again
Awake from sleep my chosen people
Break the bonds of slavery
And step out into new life
Hear the word spoken through flame
A fire that cannot be quenched
Hear the word spoken through flame
A fire that cannot be quenched
