The Marriage of the Martyr

Gather the goats and sheep for the slaughter
Rise from the ash, awake sleeping martyr
Ghost of destruction, bringer of pain
Wait for the signal, asleep in the vein

Locust draped In armored shields
Headed towards the battlefield
Horses marching off to war
Vengeance rides to settle score

Malignance has corrupted truth
Lies are proven without proof
Basking in the burning sun
Hidden by the corruption
Growing strong the vines of hate
In silence till their strength is great

The beast rising from the east, with a sheppards tongue
The priest seated at the feast, the unprecious one
Behold spewing from his brain is a blasphemy
The cold baiting  of his breath spells catastrophe