The screen is black. Slowly, writing fades in until it can be read. It states:
SONG: "IMMOLATED
BAND: ACTS OF HATE
DIRECTOR: RAJESH GILL

Slowly, the camera fades in on a grungy, creepy room. It looks abandoned.

The band's instruments are set up in the room, but nobody is there. The camera pans slowly until it turns around and shows Sam, the vocalist, tied to a chair, a gag in his mouth. He looks limp, almost dead. Suddenly, the songs guitar riff starts as the camera turns around. The band is present, and they begin to play. Just as the vocals are about to start, the camera cuts back to the chair. Sam is shown ungagged, and he begins to scream into the camera:

hands tied behind your back
losing circulation in your limbs
fighting the gag reflex
you begin to come to
gasoline stench fills your nostrils
as you realize what you have done
you are soaked to the core
immolation soon to follow

The lights (a single dusty lightbulb illuminates this room) begin to flicker as the camera switches between shots of the band performing and shots of Sam tied to the chair and singing.

first your hair burns
the lifeless husk crumbles
follicles aflame
you're turning to ashes
your blood begins to boil
as you die from the inside out
nobody can hear you
nobody will save you

The band dissapears and the next shot shows Sam bound in the chair, still singing. A figure (played by Rajesh Gill) approaches. The figure is wearing a Jason Voorhees-esque hockey mask, and begins to pour gasoline on Sam. Sam continues screaming:

you shook with trepidation
as you see me strike the match
thoroughly soaked
the flame catches fast
set ablaze for perpetuating lies
behind your face a monster in disguise
disgusting filth, your stench is grotesque
today ends with your demise

The shot cuts back to the band performing, and the vocals continue;

hands tied behind your back
losing circulation in your limbs
fighting the gag reflex
you begin to come to
gasoline stench fills your nostrils
as you realize what you have done
you are soaked to the core
immolation soon to follow

your existence disgusts me
your stain will be erased
the foul essence of your soul
dissapears with the purity of flame

The shot cuts back to Sam and the masked figure. The figure seems to taunt Sam as the lyrics continue.

hands tied behind your back
losing circulation in your limbs
fighting the gag reflex
you begin to come to
gasoline stench fills your nostrils
as you realize what you have done
you are soaked to the core
immolation soon to follow

you shook with trepidation
as you see me strike the match
thoroughly soaked
the flame catches fast
gasoline stench fills your nostrils
as you realize what you have done
you are soaked into the core
your demise has come

The video begins to cut rapidly back and forth between the masked figure, sam and the band performing. The figure strikes a match, apparently to burn sam. As the song ends, the match is shown falling. Right before it touches the pool of gasoline, the camera pans around once more to show the entire band, bound to chairs and gagged in the room. The masked figure stands at the door. He turns the lights off, then closes the door, leaving the band in darkness.