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Black vultures fly over thoughts of the dark sky

Dropping their sharp claws and taking weak betrayer and feelings

Good clothes, good food, don´t rebel before your master

Pray, study and submit tourself don´t try to contradict

Following mafia, captor sect, evil christians, opus death

Come into the dismal temples, feel your soul expire

Reading their fals book, a evil chill comes into your bones

Extermination of justice es their inmedialy winning post

The decapitation of their loyals and the final wrote

Following mafia, captor sect, evil christians, opus death

That people who don´t make the rules, will be punished

And your bodies will be burnt in the desobedience fire

That people who don´t make our lust ful and secrest wishes

Will be dispossessed of their thoughts, their freedom, and their lives

Your crosses will be burnt tubury and your images destroyed

Your temples looted an pillaged and your virgins violated

The sacred book of your rulers will be rubbed out forever

And your institution calcined in the hell of your pride