End To Souls Begotten

Dispersing darkness, revealing hooded forms
Ancient whorshippers, obeying ancient norms
About to call forth Chaos, a ritual supreme
A sin not even Jesus, in his glory can redeem
Challenge the fate
Tear open the gate
Heed not the cries of Messiah
Call to the ones
That envy God´s son
And hate the deeds of Messiah
"Rise for God to see
Thou whose name is Blasphemy"
Sacrificial screams
Perverse orgastic dreams
The cermony to battlefield transformed
Worshippers forsake
Their souls to daemon rape
Their spirits cease a wandering forlorn