Sacrificial lamb has been offered, now we wait for the sick and the twisted How many times have I called you? O’king of the sun Rotten to the core bastard child of a whore spreading your glorious word From the sanctuary she rises bearing the scepter of gods Charming the leaders of this fucked up world They will face their doom in front of the council of six Terror in their eyes amuses the lord of the sulfury voids Trembling in fear they whimper and pray for their pestilent god “The truth is buried beneath you” Time to open up your eyes and see, sanctuary defiled with filth demented ones refined in guilt Altars of blasphemy will burn and our sanctuary of sins will be baptised with your blood “Xenogods bring forth a new breed of men” Splattering blood sprays on your face the smell of flesh fills the air Stains of blood on your hands are barely the mere beginning of it all It will be us holding the holy grail As the heirs of our century bring justice to this land The land of promises false promises of salvationTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
