Polterchrist

The [?] spirit of body
Going towards the light
Into the everlasting peace
Or to everlasting die

No sign of the father
No angel choir sings
No knocking on Heaven's door
I betrayed God you fucking whore

I will return
You'll see revenge
I become the Polterchrist
Can you feel the stench

I'll tear your Christian soul apart

I will return
You'll see revenge
I'll tear your Christian soul apart
And ram the holy Bible straight through your heart