Quiet and obscure look Before a devastated land The scent of death rises And it is present everywhere Clear revelations of intolerance Battles everywhere
The angel of death present Satisfies his dark wishes
Every ripped out soul Is like a prize Christian lives agonizing Ritual must go on More deaths are necessary Let you massacre Kill your enemies With only one short
Kill all hypocrisy Crush all false hope Wake the eternal pain The scent of death rises
