I was snatched from the light I was dragged into darkness My heart, tainted by sin Of this wretched world
Their ways bring misery and pain All for an afterlife No more sacrificing Death to your fukkin gods
Free from the shackles of lies In the shadows, I spread my curse
Feasting upon the flesh Of the blood soaked lamb I am overcome with a burning desire To crush the weak and feeble TO vomit upon their book As I blaspheme against their god
I am overcome with a burning desire To crush the weak and feeble To vomit upon their book And force them to watch As I blaspheme against Allah Woe to the sons of Mohammad For I shall bring pain, suffering and death To their pathetic lives
Free from the shackles of lies In the shadows, I spread my curseTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.