Whore of Bethlehem

Lyrics

Diety of fiction
Infect the world with the christian cancer
He is not my maker
I reject this hollow shell you know as god
Cryptic visions
Slaughtered angels
Jesus Christ forlorn
I have dreamt of the smoldering ashes
Of his crown of thorns

Demons circle
Angelic victims
The weak shall falter
Eviscerated saints are slain
Desecrated martyrs
Christ will weep as the clergy falls
Blood covers his alter of lies

Christs children succumb to warfare
Fallen angels caressed by hate
The heavens incandescent from fire
Spawn of Satan annihilate
Apostles are ripped apart for pleasure
They shall repent their faith
Exhilarated as they die screaming
Soon the lord will meet his fate

Now his time has come
Killed with a sickening thud
I eagerly watch him die
So follows the christian kind

Christ's children succumb to warfare
Fallen angels caressed by hate
Caressed by hate

Deity of fiction
Infect the world with the christian cancer
He is not my maker
I reject this hollow shell you know as god
Cryptic visions
Slaughtered angels
Jesus Christ forlorn
I have dreamt of the smoldering ashes
Of his crown of thorns