Softened bodies lashed to the bone Bludgeoned blue and black And the nine-tails, as they walk endlessly Snatch the flesh off their back
Sycophant fawners bathe, tirelessly astray Stewing forever in excrement and soils of man
Simonist, corrupt false men of the cloth Cast down face first into the rock below Lower extremities bursting ablaze Venomous and fraudulent malcontents Strode across this wasteland
Against their god they commit their crimes Through the thickets of sorrow Past the sands of time Punishment must be dealt For their sorcery, treachery and lies
For the riches and limitless wealth Built on the backs of swine Servants of the land in boiling tar To be scorched at his command
Heavy are the cloaks of gold Each thread sewn of lead Affliction for duplicitous words misled No redemption for hypocrites Forever march bound to their shrine The pharisee’s crucifix
Striving to be human once more Taste of the flesh and assimilate their form
Deceivers of the world will serenade Their pillars of ash wail tongues of the flame One with the fire, molten cage Smolder in the ash of eternity Shrilling screams befriend their agony Suffer for deceit never to receive empathy
Gaping wounds Softened tissue receive lacerations By a demon’s sword Sowers of discord Laid waste by a demon’s scorn
Falsifiers draped in disease Reside, plagued by the sins of their deeds Decaying with leprosy and boils on their flesh To decompose and fester at their behestTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
