A weak and worthless form Amidst from the deepest voids He crowns himself as a God Hidden under the veil of the flesh
Exalting himself above his lambs Blinding the mind of the lost His righteousness as a filthy rag Washed in the blood of his herd
I am not one of you The cattle of the son of God The day of Christ is not at hand No place for God on Earth The unclad souls of the saints Go down in shame, ruin and disgrace Illusion and lies crumbling away Time has fallen, the end has revealed itself
I... hold in my hand All... but nothing The road towards the knowledge... of truth To shadow your Nazarene... dogma The undying eternal darkness I the nameless, I am born again!
They are laid unto the root Of the tree of Christianity Fruits of repentance cut and cast To the eternal Baphometic fire
I am not one of you The cattle of the son of God The day of Christ is not at hand No place for God on Earth The unclad souls of the saints Go down in shame, ruin and disgraceTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
