Letras
Nightmares are here
Within our dark dimension
We, inside in the home of their faith
Prepare to break their souls
And take their suffering
For it's our feed
Over and over. again
Let us make our celebration
Impious is now the date
Tears falls, quench our thirst
You are our prey
No saint can save you from this
Angels are crying for those
Whom kneel before for us
Nude bodies and raped souls
In presence of pure lust
Soft skin, pure and beautiful as thy bliss
Opened are the gates of hell
Enjoy my companions!
As we open their legs
Woman and children both of them
Ae plant our seeds, bless is what we spread
Perverting once was straight
Irrigated ejaculations
Consume all innocence of raped
Infants and virgins
Degenerated belief by this penance
We don't regreat what we have done
Carring their own crown of thorns
It was a test by your own God!
Gospel is path to the door
To the pleasures of the flesh
We lack of sorrow
My ecclesiastical attire is meaningless
A reverence for the task
Of our master who we really serve
A line between who we work for
And who we really adore
We are the ones who violate your will
We are the ones who save you from your sins
We are the ones who corrupt you mind
We are the ones who rape your soul
Raping God's Bless
Raping God's Bless