Dethrone the son

The crucified one

Dead and begotten

Unfortunately forgotten



Death on the cross

Life was your loss

You fell from Roman hands

In thy holy land

Still your words are being preached

But now your realm is being breached

Your vision we will turn to sand

When we reap thy holy land



King who was scorned with a crown of thorns

A sadist who tormented mandkind since he was born

Your throne we will burn

You shall never return

The light won't shine over your holy empire

As it ends in a roaring storm of fire

The christian serpents can escape or stay

And face the oceans of fire, blood and iron which will sweep them away



An ocean which everything you accomplished will erase

And pull out your venomous fangs from mandkind without a trace

Now were crashing onto your shore

Stare into the face of war

Death to you forevermore

By pain you never felt before



Death on the cross

Life was your loss

You fell from Roman hands

In thy holy land

Still your words are being preached

But now your realm is being breached

Your vision we will turn to sand

When we reap thy holy land



Dethrone the son

The crucified one

Dead and begotten

Unfortunately forgotten



You will pay

For getting in our way

You will see

How we will be



Fistfucking god's planet