Defiling the Sepulcher of Christ Songtext

von Vörnagar

Defiling The Sepulcher Of Christ
Spewing forth your seeds of oppression
Filthy lies from an oppressive whore
Slaughtering purist s with demonic obsession
We heed the call of a malevolent lord

A plague of locusts devours your skin
Filth and scum pours from within
We sacrifice to the altar of pain
Demonic priest black clad and profane

Defiling the sepulcher of Christ

Virgins offered to the unholy lord
Cunts torn by the blasphemous sword
Charred bones black from the fires of hate
Muffled screams of those we annihilate

Riding forth
On steeds ablaze
To the northern gods we give praise
(Our victory shall be written in stone
As we rise up and conquer the throne)

Stench of flesh
Mass decay
Is in effect

Ripping skin
Lacerate
I begin to cut

I took they re skull I masturbate
They re deepest wound I exacerbate
Tearing flesh I penetrate
My victims feel my deepest hate

Riding forth
On steeds ablaze
To the northern gods we give praise
(Our victory shall be written in stone
As we rise up and conquer the throne)

You scream
I kill
No one hears your cries

Feel my blade
As I force it through your throat

Defiling the sepulcher of Christ