The divine presence bestowed Upon thee by the ones who call yourself a sinner Fathers of eternal warfare cry Shedding the tears of malice Abort this process of ungodly epiphany and ascend to withstand the betrayal Masterminds of the repression fall facing the revolution of the disbelief
We have become your foul disease We are the ones with entropy inside our souls
This monstrosity has tortured us with falsity Total desecration will begin soon Pounding on the war drums The sound uplifts the horde No uncertainty when we will stop the blasphemy Total desecration will befall you Pounding on the war drums The sound uplifts the horde
We have become your foul disease We are the ones with entropy inside our souls
Can't you see the frameworks? The last sections now stand still Bombing the opulent palace of gold Slaughter the cursed lamb of the seven sins Ashes will shroud the lodge of God
And as the coals burn all fathers lose their flocks Another one dissolving into the void Ancient laws turning the masses blind Feeding this vile deceptive oath
Millennia of darkness, now anticipate the light Rebirth of the ones who still remain
We have become your foul disease We are the ones with entropy inside our souls We have become the effigies Of the man with entropy inside his soul
Millennia of darkness, now anticipate the light Rebirth of the ones who still remainTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
