Postmortem Midnight Execution
When the dark is falling fast
And the snowstorm breaks the window
And you are alone in the church
Extinguishing candles, we are coming to you
Wait for the midnight execution
Wait for your flesh to be thorn
Wait stinking pope
Wait for your death - the sacrifice
The wild laughter explodes in the silence
The crosses are embraced by the flame
The satanic sacrifice on the christian altar
Is to be the dark art of evil night
The brutal execution is beginning
The carnage in the temple is vengeance
For lies, for the deaths of millions of people
Caused by christendom
Satan is standing before the pope
While the pope prays for him to be forgiven
But already his lying tongue is cut
On his face is carved a bloody cross
He is the new jesus crucified
Cursed by the sky and by the earth
Now already dead inside the burning church
Afraid we will come again
