We deny Gods and his rule

We defy his supreme force

Crucified by the dark power

His death was a glory

Forgotten by our mind forever

He's left the churches to torment us

We'll destroy the hegh altar

Until we see the ashes of pain

CRUCIFIXION

We'll show to the world our hate

The priests will have their final torment

We'll spit on the churches, we have an ideal

Black tortures you'll feel

The mankind goes to suicide

Thay have faith in Gods as false as their name

Christ, preacher of goodness and beauty

Gods, preachers of lies and destruction

The Gods grave doors

Is below his brains

Rotenness and dirtyness go out

By a simple prayer of mercy

The treason of his death will be your blame

Your master is buried in the abyss

The dead, they already celebrate his arrival

In the altar of fallen Gods, throne of his own existence