Bow to your created god the ruler of the earth who‘s hidden and begotten without birth Grown in their deserted swamp Prefabricated blank It's medication for the scum and crank
Released from agony Their munitions never blow Prenatal chemistry Initiation blanches you so
Fall into serenity Conduct a lie stillborn Tell me how can pray after you mourned
bow low to their gods, the strong kneels too to borrow my own soul cause good men never steal bow low
Hide behind your unseen mask When irruption takes You by surprise, your loyalty just fades
Whoever wants to be free from sin Has to live and die by my rules There is no tolerance against any kind of competitors Then I'll reveal my eternal grace
Deceive your guide let darkness in and turn your back on the light Seduced with words from your martyrs tongue the blinds will unite
Together we march for the lost and bring doom over their lands Harvest of hate does wither the past The cursed die by our handsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
