Crucifixion

We deny Gods and his ruleWe defy his supreme forceCrucified by the dark powerHis death was a gloryForgotten by our mind foreverHe's left the churches to torment usWe'll destroy the high altarUntil we see the ashes of painCRUCIFIXIONWe'll show to the world our hateThe priests will have their final tormentWe'll spit on the churches, we have an idealBlack tortures you'll feelThe mankind goes to suicideThay have faith in Gods as false as their nameChrist, preacher of goodness and beautyGods, preachers of lies and destructionThe Gods grave doorsIs below his brainsRotenness and dirtyness go outBy a simple prayer of mercyThe reason of his death will be your blameYour master is buried in the abyssThe dead, they already celebrate his arrivalIn the altar of fallen Gods, throne of his own existence