The illusion shattered
Light decayed
Encompasses you in a putrid state of life
The parasitic
Larval remains
The host that fed upon your dying thoughts

You held the holy cross
Then cursed the god you lost

The holy church
Praised so great
Twisted and contorted into a malignant growth of fools
The ritualistic
Ignorance
Breeds conception of his satanic majesty
The contorted visions
Of holiness
Flesh concealed in a tomb of morbid stench
The blackened mass
Of stagnant filth
Your stereotypical mind harbored so valuable

You held the holy cross
The cursed the god you lost
The blood flows through your brain
And darkens out the light in vain

In my path you'll surely die
As the blood shall fall from you
Contaminate your breeding life
Cast to hell the dried remains
Rip the crown from your head
Lick the wound s and bleed again