歌词
In the filth of your failure, still suppresive
The overlord's standing supreme
Wounded through time, still it's breeding
Your beckon call ignored
Not of the divine, still it's drinking your wine
A parasites' vanquish in the light
You are the well that waters his hatred
Upon your sins he is feeding
The sins you made when
Adam got laid
Your life is a ***** because
Eve got paid ...and the truth shall set you free...
Liar This blade
I give to thee
I put my trust in you
Deep in you
May your blood keep it warm
Liar The ways of the parasite not for your eyes to see
As your icon withers
Odin carries the prophecy
Fire forever