The night of the unholy celebration!

Cursed worms that contaminate us as leprous
With their sordid lies
Transforming reason in a source
Of submission and slavery

Slaves of their own desires
They live to perish and suffer
For their own creations

Futilely feeding the impotence of jehovah
Creating for themselves such a weak
And impotent god just as the rest of his creation

Bastard christians can't you see,
That power means to slap the other cheek even harder?

Cursed worms that contaminate us as leprous
With their sordid lies
Transforming reason in a source
Of submission and slavery

Slaves of their own desires
They live to perish and suffer
For their own creations

Seeing all that ignorance
I cannot find any reason or foundation
For their foolish and futile religion

Your five thousand years of flight and persecution
Are worth nothing
Keep being the people chosen by god

There is no trace of goodness in my face
I am fed by the flames of Hell
I spit at the face of god
And all his creation

Bastard christians can't you see,
That power means to slap the other cheek even harder?

There is no trace of goodness in my face
I am fed by the flames of Hell
I spit at the face of god

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