I Am Lucifer, Messenger Of Your Death

Pale humans, pale causes Petrifactions, orphans of sickness Hideous, rotten to the core Soaked, bigots from the east You swear to your lies, the holy bible You testify your lies against all that is vigor You are the last tinder before your final doom Lies... After the final veredict they will be through with you The golden hair leader will smile with irony And nod the beginning of your end They shall wash away the filth that engulfs you For you have chosen your future For you have destroyed our holy tree Sworn enemies, plunged in lies You swear to your lies, the holy bible You testify your lies against all that is vigor You are the last tinder before your final doom Lies... Fabrications of denial You, who cannot bear ugliness You detest everything beautiful and vigor, of divine essence I take charge to be the conductor of your torment I am lucifer, messenger of your death When the light of the eternal phoebus returns Will crush your ugliness, your weak pathetic bodies