I get on my way to church where the christians are gathered
Disguised as a priest I sneak my way in
I take my place at the altar and wait for the right time
I unleash the fury and slaughter them all

Cut off heads on the floor
Blood on the ceiling that�s the way to go
With my axe they will all learn
You can worship god when you�re dead

Slashed up stomachs glowing in the dark
Jumping up and down on babies heads
Crawling into bodies and wear them as a costume
Starting my own moshpit inside the priest

Cut off heads on the floor
Blood on the ceiling that�s the way to go
If they would have preached satans name
They wouldn�t be lying here slaughtered in pain
Looking over on what I�ve done
Satan speaks to me my work here is done
With their cut off heads will they ever learn
You can worship god when you�re dead!

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