Heretic
Burning church, blood on hands
Mass murder of men bearing unknown names
Drop dagger to ground, dirt is covered with human filth
Risen hands tremble to the sight of diabolical fate
Heretic
Running blind
Blackened tongue speaks of demonic truth
Why must thou follow such satanic, acts of death?
Let the inquisition grant you peace, and let Jesus grant you strength
(My path is by the Devil's), God's light never shed on me
With my claws I shall rip your flesh and with my wings I'll fly
Forever drop my shadow on squirming, dying victims
In hell I shall reign and claim the throne my own!
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Publicado el: 2024-05-28 00:00:00 por panzas
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