With clenched teeth I stalk God's madness Gifted with blindfolds charisma Should I dig out my eyes A dogma begins And Satan was there
Mouldy the air you breathe Feasting on venomous prey The sacred tumor won't let you see What lies beneath this palace
Thieves of abyss Bring forth all sacred gold Ancient blacksmiths Treasures turn to war Sing with angels Songs of morbid cult Cursed be your tombstones Unrest to lay forever
Forever to smite in death's own tune Forever to burn in fires of heresy
Cursed be your forehead Cursed be your womb Cursed be your shoulders Cursed
