So you lie Sovereign in decrepitude Fall to dust Wither into nothingness Your prison of ages... What hope for gods forgot?
No love lost between Me and Thee Feeble old fool On your throne of dust and lies Locked into your cycle of leeches Gone are your glory days No Heretics burn in your name now
No blood is spilt at your command
The templar no longer walks the earth His bloody sword is now just rust
His mailed fist is fallen into decrepitude But still you persist; God of carrion Can't be much longer now Till you are totally forgot
Wither away through the centuries Only scorn shall greet you now!
Gone are the incense and the hymns Withering in the shadows of weakling minds oppressed Look upon thy acolytes in their feebleness Mirroring you in their inadequacy!
Old Women and Pederasts Your flock of wretchedness
Pronouncing love as thy creed Too weak now to command obedience Crucified by humility
The templar no longer walks the earth His bloody sword is now just rust But still you persist; God of carrion Can't be much longer now Till you are totally forgotten Withering away through the centuries.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
