Pestilential Shadows - Church Incinarate MMIII текст песни

Like a raging thunder we attacked
under a crimson moon
Satan cloaking us amongst the mist
and shrouding us in darkness

The journey was long and bleak
their existance is that of disrespect to our dark lord.
SATANIC WAR!

Closer to the nest
cinders rising from hate
flames whipping at our souls
shattering an icon of hope
destroying their place of love

Their one sanctuary of safety DEFILED!
marching back to the dark lands in victory
Jehova wept and mourned
as his church was nothing but rubble and ash
as evil triumphed