Who Your God Is

Infernal rain cleanses deceitful visage of our faces

Ravished by fury of insanity we last in the gloom of our souls

Anxiety comes over the hearts of intimidated children of fire

We wait for the spark that fire us with craving for destruction

Who your god is

Ordering you to creep

In front of his symbol

The blind lead the blind

Open your mind, I'll invide inside

And destroy the cult of idolatry

Holy pictures, illusive forms of human perfection hope

Fetishes created by the hand of abortive ascetics of god-cross

The gates of time will open soon,

Seal of the light's sons will crack

Legions of truth will invide into new world

Cults strangled by the cross will arise

Circles of fire will ignite

In the forgotten divine groves

Prepare the world for our coming

Open the blind's eyes