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Havoc, among the men of cloth

Penance, redeeming filthy lives

Chained like, they walk in line to death

Ascending, the horribe cliffs of doom

Crucify the rats of church

Nail theirs limbs upon the cross

Break their legs and rip their arms

Drown their souls into despair

Rust nails, forged in hellish pitts

Waiting, to sodomize their flesh

Screaming, as iron pined to wood

Crying, like song that scorches the sky

Crucify the rats of church

Nail theirs limbs upon the cross

Break their legs and rip their arms

Drown their souls into despair

Blessed Your name with the blood of million crucified

Lucifer look what your servant has done for you

Dusk comes, with cliffs stench in blood

Silence, as priest draw last breath

The end, of a malice clash of men

Satan, your will shall now fulfilled