Blasphemies will appear at the house of it's God Through winged trident that call them Cataracts of fire that are slippery in sins Infamous hordes that march for this soil Armies that carry a fire flag Drenched of blood, spreading the terror Warriors of the crescent Moon invoking the dark age In the hammer of the doom that now beat the horror Whores disguised of nuns Copulating on the altar of the profane cross Successive orgasms through tortures For the messiah of the unholy God For the messiah of the unholy God Oh Die Blasphemous and vicious, waiting for Satan To blessing your sins and to call the darkness Ashes to ashes, dust to dust The cathedral becomes in nothingness The bible to me, a book of hymns The priest, carved in sins Draped in Satan's pride, you never hide Your church is a castle of sand waiting for the end