Sacred nails removed, blood’s soaking through the shroud Crown dripping pain from thorns Signs and miracles, Conjurer in His Majesty A blinded kind believed Mud and spit can make the blind see But why can’t we see through the wretched lies? Lifeless shell, lying down in a tomb Ascension of rotten corpse From The Remains To Heaven
Let me drink the blood of Christ And anoint my heart in darkness I renounce a God and faith Turn the love to sin and hate Slaughter hope in holocaust Make it burn with rational thoughts Utmost court won’t judge your soul Your place is just much below
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Let me feast on flesh of Christ Cannibalistic paradise Hide the bones union of twelve Lies can’t see the light of day Won’t you be ashamed, If his words haven’t been true? Now he’s dead in cold, dark cave Take his corpse out of grave
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