Torch The House Of God

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    Torch The House Of God

    The house of god is a vile site
    The sheep who follow him there gather
    To bow before him and writhe in obeisance
    To crumble before their would-be father

    The house of god is a disgusting mental brothel
    It must be devoured by the flames of Hell
    Crush the hold of monotheism once and for all
    Let none of its slaves be allowed to live to tell

    Beneath the cold moon Evil's warriors ride
    Carrying swords, torches blazing in the night
    Hearts filled with hatred of all that is holy
    Before long the house of god will be set alight

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    Wolves are howling and rain is falling down
    A black storm bellows its symphony of gloom
    Wakened by this threat the virtuous know fear
    Tonight the slaves of god meet their doom

    [Chorus:]
    Torch the house of god
    Burn it down to the ground

    The minions of god try to defend his house
    But against the steel of evil they cannot fight
    And the torches of evil do their wicked duty
    The house of god burns to embers this night

    On the ashes of the one god's whorehouse
    Temples of sin will arise all over the earth
    Where heathen rites dormant for aeons
    Shall enjoy a glorious rebirth

    [Chorus]

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