Claws
Centuries of killing
The nightmare still is on
Thy word leads them to terror
Sickened truth of trinity
Conquerors
Will
Rise
Spread their
Claws
Just like disease
Like disease
Immolation on the cross
The last descendant forsaken
His blood was shed for nothing
And his life
Slowly
Taken
Nail him
To the
F*cking
Cross
You have died in vain