Acolyte Hymn Video (MV)

All is flesh to crack and rot
Raise the flame and tie the knot
Let him come into their hearts
To teach them what their god cannot
Strip them of their lesser clay
Let them taste the ash they made
Bind their skin in gnarled branch
With twisted spine and roots for hands
I am your god
I am your god
I am your god
I am your god
Defendants hanging
A char-bodied audience
Witness a call to justice
Witness your sons
We hear your voice in their screams
Their tears become the flood
Creek and beg, their brittle arms will shatter
Pick through the bones and let their secrets tell
Which way flows the blood on their path to hell
Wearing their skin, let the horrors befall
Let the roots grip deep and bind us all
As they burn alive for the deeds they have done
Let them state their case without their tongues
Our salvation won't rest
While there's breath in their lungs
The verdict's death
The hearing's done
All they know will wither and die
We hear your voice in their screams
Their tears become the flood
Creek and beg, their brittle arms will shatter
Pick through the bones and let their secrets tell
Which way flows the blood on their path to hell
Wearing their skin, let the horrors befall
Let the roots grip deep and bind us all
I am your god
I am your god
Assume the tomb, her burning womb
Bleeding as the leaves costume
A life, consumed
A death in bloom
Lure them with your ashed perfume
Let the horror take shape
And the ashes fill your lungs
Remember dying is your birthright
Just like all your fathers' sons