We all ponder how he was bore, born from the womb of a virgin whore The only sin is what you have done, and for that you condemn us Awaiting the hour of worthy ascension, only to realize deception The council dwiddles their fingers ignoring this plague You fools it will never leave
You are a bastard of the lowest hell A truly visceral entity No wonder you were left behind Spreading deception, feeding ignorance with lies
Our species shall ensure humanity will have its resurrection and evolve once again You will never have your fucking rapture, only a never ending search for the answer Inferi Sententia you're nothing but a pitiful disaster
The compiled ruins of an unworthy master You've corrupted our defensive ancilla to believe in your tale
Now ponder how he was bore, born from the womb of a virgin whore The only sin is what we have done, and for that we condemn ourselves For we cannot see there is no truth behind your deceit My wife begins the indexing, for there is no other option that I can carry out
By the time we retrieve the index it may already be too late For the aeons might be consumed by the ghost of death and despair And our flesh would replace the stars All death would replace life We would never be seen in this universe again All our marks would be forever consumedTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
