The churches may decide what will happen to man in the other world In this world, we the Black Metal order shall decide for our people
Mentally deficient, full of bluntness say: "Blessed are the poor in spirit..."
Wouldn't it be nice, If they all went to their paradise The one proclaimed by the fucking Christian Church Into their paradise we'll find ugly and mentally flat women
For over half a million years God was sitting Watching men plucking one another's eye And only then had the brilliant idea Of sending his bastard son, fucking Jesus Christ But now the Devil prevails This thing is balderdash
We shall let the church to "rot as a gangrened hand" And slay upon their altars the idiots and the old scandal mongers The healthiest part of the Youth shall be with us
The plower with his scythe shall ripe the new harvest rightly Burned, mutilated, millions of our ancestors Under Christian psalms of love We shall avenge... we thirst for blood!
The churches may decide what will happen to man in the other world In this world, we the Black Metal order shall decide for our peopleTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
