Текст песни Odor Mortis - Древняя вера

Land of black ashes from those you burned
Torn to pieces and defeated the whole world at your feet.
Goodness and justice, the fire and the cross,
With prayer and a crucifix over the world death.

Lies and deception, primitive nonsense
Religion mobile for thousands of years.
The power of slaves, the triumph of fools
Witch Hunt, billions of fires.

But you are powerless where ice thickness
Forever hid those who have never
Not knelt - he was free.
Who tried to kill you, but not killed.

Ancient belief, cold and steel,
A ferocious fighting spirit of the wind,
Broken Sword, inverted cross,
Rusty Axe calling for revenge.

The ominous darkness like a shroud hides heaven
And scarlet with blood become our river
The non-existence of Christ carrying.
Oblivion and peace earth - forever.

Eternal rest and crystal snow -
Azure given the vast expanses.
Under a thick layer of ice charred cross
The ghostly haze of blood patterns.