Lyrics Rotting Christ – Thou Art Lord

Thou on the cross, for you shall fight

Dead arch dead march embattle and fire x4

Thou on the cross, for you shall fight
Thou on the cross, for you shall die

Soldiers be prepared, prepared
Fight for our cause
Embattle cruel to waste your soul
Our cause is heaven’s cause
Soldiers be prepared, prepared
Die for an absurd law
Sharp your arm that sharp your heart
Be worth of our cause

For a voice like thunder and a tongue
To drown the throat of war
When the senses are shaken
And the soul is driven to madness
Who can stand, who can stand
When the souls are torn
To everlasting fire

Soldiers be prepared, prepared
Fight for our cause
Embattle cruel to waste your soul
Our cause is heaven’s cause
Soldiers be prepared, prepared
Die for an absurd law
Sharp your arm that sharp your heart
Be worth of our cause

For a scream like rumble and a tongue
That spit the curse of war

Dead arch dead march embattle and fire x4

Now I see the light
Light me a light, any kind of light
Will I ever see this green green landscape bright
Will I ever feel this spring breeze and delight
Now I see the light, now I see the light