Vornagar

Defiling The Sepulcher Of Christ

Vornagar


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