The Shroud (A Hellish Value)

God Hate inside, forever be as I want you to be
My raging sword bringing all the saints to grief
The shround of pain, great wonder, mindlessly worshiped by weak hearts
Is my gift that makes them shed their tears on my cold lips

Killing your god we never spoke out his name
Drinking his blood when darkness calls out my hate

World unseen is out there behind the virgin's eyes
The light so value, behold this light with no source behind
They are urged to speak with great voices now in the name of the god
But silent whisper is the living voice of the ancient ones
This world is wondering after me
My words are eagerly spoken by your lips

Killing your god we never spoke out his name
Drinking his blood when darkness calls out my hate

Vocem Necris Tribullaes Tannem!
This world is wondering after me
My words are eagerly spoken by your lips

Those who worship fetish be condemned for eternity
Those who see the light of darkness shall be ruling over this world

This world is wondering after me
My words are eagerly spoken by your lips
Those who worship fetish be condemned for eternity
Those who see the light of darkness shall be ruling over this world
Living after life, suffering among the damned, devouring the light of gods
Living after life, suffering among the damned, devouring the light of gods!