Whitechapel - Exalt

I have no patience for a cowardly prejudice What's done is done And what's dead is dead I have my colony united For commemoration, listen My proposal slowly manifested Pleading as if I care for a worthless excuse Imminent I am to a victory All who deny, shall burn alive No time for weak states of mind So wake up His awakening is near The stipulation is obvious Kneel before me or be cast down How I hope you feel the magnitude Kneel before me or be cast down How oblivious could one be Humiliated are the false allies Infidel, into the fiery depths you go Bring me the head of treachery and greed I won't let this escape my grasp No time for weak states of mind I have no patience for a cowardly prejudice So wake up