Вершы: Morbid Angel. Heretic. Cleansed In Pestilence (Blade Of Elohim).

Travesty the way the wretched stand


Upon the earth blind in their ignorance

Embracing the slavery of their minds

Soulless voids of being, left wandering




Take this blade of Elohim
Drain the life from within these fools
Release the soul, within the flesh

Saviours your name we celebrate


Tortured by Deities, they hold no relevance

Forlorn, they shutter at their shrines


Enslaved by the weakness of their minds

Their crippled prayers, have left them smothering




Seize this, The hand of our God
Drain this life the burden of these fools



Release the soul, from within the flash
Cleanse the soul, of their lives

Cleanse the soul of impurity


Sickness Unyielding pestilence

Sickness infests the meek


Sickness bound by deities

Sickness formed by lies



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