We were born pagans, never to live by the. book of lies, we, who blash the church. and spit on the cross, for we are the. unorthodox..
Massive nuclear death. Screams of pain. and sorrow all has lost its faith, for. them there's no tomorrow. Bodies all. around, smell of burnt flesh and vomit.
Intro: A hymn to the nightly. (Preserve, preserve) Preserve me from. the rays of dawn. I only feast at night. My. sharp claws taste the flesh. I am the.
Music by Swano, Axelsson, Nerberg. Lyrics by Swano, Axelsson. Keyboards by Swano. . It all began with the shades of what we never thought existed.. . The vision of the distorted views was no longer an illusion..
This song is dedicated to all blasphemers worldwide, ia!. Lyrics: Swano, Axelsson. . You true beiever. Die man deciever, for your prophecies.. A fatal release. The temple of the holy..
(....Blind Belief). You true beiever. Die man deciever, for. your prophecies. A fatal release. The tem-. ple of the holy. We will blaspheme. There. are no blessings, only a dream. Christia-.