The will to rule that is the question, and those that assert the the Alter is everything for them, only dissimulate. But they are the real hell on the Earth. The disgust, the brake of progress, doctrines about the divine beauty, eh, just a collection of lies, hoard of prophets (fuck, they suck)! Emptiness and dust fall out their mouth. No! Out of their piggish faces. For the whole-life fasting they voluntarily jump into the boiling cattle, and there makes them hot their own Lord. Whose bastard are you? Because you refused both youre mother and even father, and accepted only abstractions. No, you aint messiah, youre nothing, youre worse than nothing, youre the evil one. I wont live to see how the sin of the two millenniums will be redeemed, anyway, were the history of decline.
This lyric was posted anonymously. Not yet confirmed by Book of Metal.
