Miscreated Reflection
Do you feel it pain
That to pierse your soul
She is here to take you life
There's no salvation
Non dare to decline
One's head on one's breast
Your dark soul to decay alive
You splattered body will be sacrificed
Do you hear these cries?
It's condemned for torments
Grave for innocent
Death for glory
Here like to kill
Here spit on walls of churches
So tell me where your god?
There's no return
Crusifixion!
Slaughter the christian's born
Do you feel it hate?
That to pierse your soul
Buried and forgotten-you can't escape
Crusified by darkness
You woll bleed for glory
Mass extermination
Blood and cold
Preacher of beauty-in hell you burn!
Crusifixion!
Slaughter the christian's born
Crusifixion!
"Vera"is no return
Life is coming to the end
We'll show to the world our hate
Altars burning in the flame
Death so real before my eyes
This situation is insane
Now a death's your final plea...