I've been betrayed by the Saint
LooSing my mind in a deadly faint
I've been named The Secular Lord
Impaler Prince, King of the horde

Cutting your throat at night
Beware of the bite
My lands were not made for the living
'Cause God is unforgiving

You all became God's madmen
Holy knights chasing the dead
You fight for (a) wretched master
Damned impure lords, demon maker

Cutting your throat at night
'Cause blood if life
My lands were not made for the living

I renounce your God for whom I fought
And I shall arise from my own death
The blood is the life and it shall be mine
I'm the Secular Lord and I am your death
The blood is the life and it shall be mine
My lands were not made for the living ones
Impaler Prince, king of the horde
Across the time, I'm the Secular Lord