Storm warning
  But there's no fear
  Lies forming
  The scarament lays bare
  
  The sinner
  Will testify
  They'll suffer
  When sacraficed on high
  
  The burning sermons purge their evil words
  Between the hammer and the anvil
  
  Force rises
  False ritual
  Baptises
  The body and the soul
  
  Our union
  Their fall from grace
  Confession (confess your sins)
  Will seal them to their fate
  
  The burning sermons will survive their curse
  Between the hammer and the anvil
  
  Transgression
  They pray on grief
  Our mission
  To purify belief
  
  This altar
  Gives power and light
  They'll falter
  While we are shining bright
  
  The burning sermons consecrate their sin
  Between the hammer and the anvil
  
  Storm warning
  But there's no fear