Deicide. In Torment In Hell. Zeneszám

Liar of a priest, what do you want from me?
Is it so hard to see? I will not believe, the truth it sours
Inside you hide your head the contradiction
I curse your life with dread

Your dead to me your light is greed
Leave me alone to the unknown
I have to leave, the best to be
Beyond his gates, without his grace

In torment in hell, uncontrolled and casting spells
Plotting death and suffering, binding souls with misery
Burning Christians, begging pleas, satisfy my need to bleed
Trample on the lambs of God, bow before thy Lord, Satan

Stay away from God, find out that you are
Human deity, born to be deceived
You worship cowards, a cross for which he bled
No more empowered, the light of God is dead

I fell from God, his word begot
Unlearn his faith, the Lord replaced, Heaven is hell
Flesh is the cell, the earth I take, return to hate

In torment in hell, uncontrolled and casting spells
Plotting death and suffering, binding souls with misery
Burning Christians, begging pleas, satisfy my need to bleed
Trample on the lambs of God, bow before thy Lord, Satan

Liar of a priest, what do you want from me?
Is it so hard to see? I will not believe, the truth it sours
Inside you hide your head the contradiction
I curse your life with dread

Your dead to me your light is greed
Leave me alone to the unknown
I have to leave, the best to be
Beyond his gates, without his grace