Brutal thoughts left my corpse
Bastard worms eat my soul
There is no fear
There is no pain, no more pain!
Sacred cross inverted burns
No more tales about your paradise
Is time to fight for your beliefs
Kill, kill, kill!
Only you can save your soul
Not a book with a bunch of lies
Be strong, dont be like them
On your knees never!!
Stand up proud, face them, those weaks
Stand up proud, face them, those weaks
Brutal thoughts left my corpse
No more tales about your paradise!!
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