Sons of hypocrisy, slaves of lie
Left by your God in disease and madness
Your gold will rust and your power will crash
See how the ravens will bring your death
Thousands of corpses left on the streets
Dying cities will fall to silence
His creatures will spread disease
Dance with the Death to the music of pestilence
Scream of the Earth, scream of deads
Infected flesh will be food for fire
Feast of rats under blind sun
Survive will be your only desire
Prays of priests leads to nowhere
Slaves are fated to perish and suffer
They're trying to cover inside sanctuaries
But the gates of heaven are closed forever
Nowhere to run, there's no way to escape
Abandon hope all ye who enter
Your real lord will open the gates
Get on your knees before your master
Thousands of corpses left on the streets
Dying cities will fall to silence
His creatures will spread disease
Dance with the Death to the music of pestilence
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