Belphegor Impaled Upon The Tongue Of Sathan
Rise, rise from the deepest
Eyes of death awaken
The fields of skulls
Is the path of wisdom ‒ die!
The confessional ‒ is your casket ‒ I blind you in
Winged flesh mutilation ‒ burn the cross
Broken one by one ‒ your angelic sworn oath
Impaled upon the tongue of Sathan
Rise, rise from the deepest
Resurrection never coming
Savor my blood cum
Revel in ‒ the choir of screams ‒ die!
The confessional ‒ is your casket ‒ I blind you in
Winged flesh mutilation ‒ fukk the church
Broken one by one ‒ your angelic sworn oath
Impaled upon the tongue of Sathan
Impaled are those that preach fear
