He is a tumor that grows in your brain Thriving on fear, you nurtured him well Burden of the centuries, a symbol of stagnation Cowards seduced by vision of salvation . . . . . NO MORE!!! No longer a slave to holy scum, crush his dominion Hellish plagues y our side, incinerate his throne Empowered by the demons might Invoke the blackest vengeance Swift campaign, corpses lay, god zealots hanged Shed the veil of lies of this self - proclaimed saviour Nail him, kill him, bastard lord Legions of the dammed hail the infernal upheaval There is no turning back the cleansing must be done Mercilessly slaughtering the troops of hell advance Until the final vanquish, proclaim the death of god Worms feast on his corpse