No Rest. No Mercy. No Matter What.

And when we vest our flashing swords and our hands take hold in judgment. We will take vengeance upon our enemies and we will repay those who haze us. O Lord, raise us to Thy right hand and count us among Thy saints. Whosoever shed last blood. By man shall his blood be shed. For immunity of god make he the man. Destroy all that which is evil. So that which is good may flourish. And I shall count thee among my favored sheep. And you shall have the protection of all the angels in heaven. Never shall innocent blood be shed. Yet the blood of the wicked shall flow like a river. We shall spread our blackened wings and be the vengeful striking hammer of god.