Happens on a side street, maybe Happens on a main street, maybe Lion bites zebra neck Zebra stomps lion head It's justice Justice aversion In a proper
Traduzione: Smog. Giustizia avversione.
[Bonus Track Deluxe Edition] [Brian:] I been walking around Inside a haze Between the lines of reason Hiding from the ghost Of yesterday Feels like
Keep your mind burning and let the smoke burst out 'till the last of the christians is suffocated by our pure smoke from our pure flame which burns in
I hear evil voices Is this true ? Whispers, roars, cries and growls Voices deep from the depths I fly through the endless space and I feel the wind
Omen of evil strikes Hell and demons prevail Sodom as religion rules Antichrist is on the Earth Pit of the black demons Dark religion and black arts
Pain on my body Pain on my flesh Needles of steel Penetrate my skin Needles they sink in my skin Needles they spit black ink Skull, Death, flying creature
Christian slaves and their church must be destroyed raped and killed This is the battlecry ! Their God is dead they praise the corpse now burn their
Ceremony of darkness Black magik sorcerer Performs his ritual to open the gate His spells and rites His jetblack mind Power of darkness in his hands
Winds whistle frosty trees gloomy darkness it drains the light world of chaos corpses of carnage it is snowing black snow from the sky Rites of blood
Lord of south Lord of fire Lord of south and fire Crown prince full of strength mighty one in the south royal crown of golden fire on the head of the
[Part I: Slavery And Delusion] Chained into morality of nailed one living by the prophecy of slavery and delusion Heaven and Hell Forgiven sins Nailed
In darkness I fly I won't remember this journey but pain it will be part of my memories Bursting inferno it blows fire it burns it burns oh so sweltering
The highest plateau of human development is awareness of the flesh ! I know... I'm highest beast ! Evil, evil... Antichrist, Sathanas I was jetblack
I'm like the rain in a downpour I wash away what you long for And I wave goodbye with the sun in my eyes I wish I could be there tonight I'm like the
There are things that happen To certain people when they're finally dead Many never end up resting in their deserved casket bed Cadavers in the wrong
His saintly robes removed Pushed face down upon the floor Legs kicked apart, hare-ass in the air A fistful of hair yanks his head back He supposedly
