What a glorious vision is it to see their feeble minds: With wide open gunshot wounds like no other kinds; What a massive blasphemic rejoice it is to smell their fear; As they tremble in their last staggering steps when Death is near.
What a fullfillment of dreams it is to hear their gasping attempts to scream; When they think rope thightens hard to hang them in the afternoon sunbeam; What a extravagant feeling of satisfaction it is to taste the blood of their skin: As it pours out from 666 stabwounds given to them for not committing any sin.
We are the Deathsquad Alliance An army united against Christ We march under the banner of Black And Hail SATAN as we gather for attack
We are in all corners of the world; No path unwalked; No stone untouched; We search mercilessly for fullfillment of one goal in our head Jehova wanted DEAD.
What a brilliant feeling of warmth is in our hearts; When the holy city of Jerusalem goes up in flames lit by children of our part; What a marvellous feeling of refreshing moisty air it is that comes with the sea: When giant shock-waves flud and devastate the land of nazarene to a total degree. What an unprecedented sight for kings it, we witness on day seven: When the pearly gates crumble under a massive blizzard upon heaven.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
