O / Óð / The Howling Dogs of Jesus Christ
Tongue-of-earth speak through the dirt and See! Too weak to not give it all: Too weak to not bend the knee Slaughter all the non-believers, Desecrate their thoughts and feelings.
Drink the blood and eat the flesh, Only to be like the rest.
Godless martyrs feed the soil with blood Soldiers to a fallen god: Dying for a twisted cross.
Lifeless, Soulless, torn and flesh-less Massacred until nothing's left
I WILL NOT REPENT OF THIS, JUST TO KNEEL TO MASOCHISTS.
A wolf holding an iron rod A lightning strike, a barking dog Like whispers on a silent wind: Who are you to number my sins?
An empty field of only ash A broken heart, a black flash Spreading through my lungs and veins Who are you on earth to reign?
Bow to me. Fucking bow. Fucking Bow. Bow To Me. Bow.
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