Severe Torture Your Blood Is Mine
Son of god, I'll slay you
It's time for reality
And for mankind to see
There's no truth in your words
The scars on your forehead
Are the proof of mass betrayal
Finally crowned to bleed
Sent to your final destiny
All the days of your existence
Weren't enough to take over my soul
I'll kill you instead : you vermin christ
The wounds on your skin
Infected, rotting
You don't feel the pain because your mind is bleeding
Your blood is mine
Veins sucked empty
Swallowing madness
Your words of salvation
Nothing but a lie
You will not convince me
You will not break me
Defending your fake identity
