What was once beautiful is no longer
From the pentagram I invoke your spirit
The silence tells me that you will not return
In the darkness of the night hope is lost

God and his bastards celebrate of their triumph
Misery invades the earth the scam returns again
The kingdom of shame ruined everything in its path
The gates to the promised land are closed

Against the prophecy an unexpected event
From the depths of hell a haunting growl
God and his stupefied bastard
They can't believe the resurrection of my lord

Since his death he comes hungry for revenge
Take God ahead and with his sword
Destroy his neck and retaking his victory
In a tray the head of God the angels are now slaves