Guilty or not you will die on the cross
We know the truth you are Faun not a pope
When the moon far away the sun will rise
and you will die in agony with yours religion

B-XVI

The soldiers of darkness
Conqueres the world
Brightness of nothingness
Flames of our thoughts
Once you will open
Your eyes and you will see
Beyond the dream and reality
Theres only blood and fear

Our lord exist in this world
To bring the suffering and pain
Destroy all the human kind

Our lord exist in this world
To bring the suffering and pain
And pass your naughty soul to hell