The house of god is a vile site The sheep who follow him there gather To bow before him and writhe in obeisance To crumble before their would-be father
The house of god is a disgusting mental brothel It must be devoured by the flames of Hell Crush the hold of monotheism once and for all Let none of its slaves be allowed to live to tell
Beneath the cold moon Evil's warriors ride Carrying swords, torches blazing in the night Hearts filled with hatred of all that is holy Before long the house of god will be set alight
Wolves are howling and rain is falling down A black storm bellows its symphony of gloom Wakened by this threat the virtuous know fear Tonight the slaves of god meet their doom
[Chorus:] Torch the house of god Burn it down to the ground
The minions of god try to defend his house But against the steel of evil they cannot fight And the torches of evil do their wicked duty The house of god burns to embers this night
On the ashes of the one god's whorehouse Temples of sin will arise all over the earth Where heathen rites dormant for aeons Shall enjoy a glorious rebirth
[Chorus]Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
