My Putrefied Eyes

The cowardly chain their hearts to a farce with immortal disguise,
Its auto-hypocrisy lacerates their minds infected with peace,

An illusion made that will shatter when they die,
A lie that their ignorance enjoys to fight badly,

The Christian weak that punish the fire of my eyes!
The Christian weak that punish the fire of my eyes!

Autonomy and instincts that have been mutilated

Pathetically!
By a Wood cross!
Without edge!
Without force!

Nailed in the earth,

Pathetically!
By a wood cross!
Without edge!
Without force!

The cowardly chain their hearts to a farce with immortal disguise,
Its auto-hypocrisy lacerates their minds infected with peace,

The Christian weak that punish the fire of my eyes!

Autonomy and instincts that have been mutilated

Pathetically!
By a Wood cross!
Without edge!
Without force!

Nailed in the earth,
Soils The earth,
This is My earth!

Pathetically!
By a wood cross!
Without edge!
Without force!

We Are The Men!
We'll destroy the circus
Installed In a church,
With hate and My fire!
And screaming Satan!