1. THE GATE

(Instrumental)


2. BESTIAL DEVILIZED HELL

Open hell, flames of hate
Fallen God, rotting in sin
Triumph of death
Ravaged king
Cauterized the symbol of hell
Infernal fire, burning sheep
Begging for mercy
Victory of the Antichrist
Bowels devoid of souls
Release of demons
Blood-dripping bones
The holocaust of heretics
Desecrated sanctity, blasphemy
Bestial profanation
The embodiment of lust
Destruction and devastation
Victory


3. SEMEN VOMIT ON NUN'S FACE

Pentagram - the altar of perversion
Washed with virgin blood of concubines of Christ
For ever devoted to their mercyful lord
The Christian bitch tied to horns of the highest one
Will go into the greatest rapture
The church victimized the body
Always hidden under the monk-frock
Blood from the pierced womb
flowing down the tights
Flooding the eyes of the satisfied
Master of ceremony - Satan
Lust for rape
Anal penetration with a crucifix
The symbol of hypocrisy
Blasphemy
Crucifixion
Devilish semen filling the open wounds cut out with a cross on the face
Joining for ever rejected Jesus
Death - eternal suffering


4. INFERNAL HORDES OF ARMAGEDDON

Dozens of centuries: religion
Based on stupidity and falsehood
Deluding people, turning them into the God-fearing sheep
Evil in lethargy patiently lied in wait for the most suitable moment to wake up once and for all
And once and for all dethronize the god of the fools
Blinded by death, pissed off with the Nazarene
The legion of the hellish army have commenced the unholy crusade in the name of Satan
Triumph of the blasphemy
The fall of hypocrisy
The burning kingdom of hypocrisy
With the rotting bastard in the forefront
The cross and eternal damnation for all devout minions of Christ
The army of our might lord will not spare anyone
The devilish armageddon has just begun


5. ANAL CHRIST EUPHORIA

Covered with false canvas, drilled by the stone
You mortify your flesh and fragile bones
How empty your mind, how dead is your world
Where the stinking carrion becomes the absolute
Look at the fat priest when he rapes your child
This is the dogma of your belief, the divine pride
It is not a religion, but phantasmagoria
To hear the heavenly choir
Anal Christ euphoria
Leave your children in the hands of perverts
Let the hosts rip their anus open
Look at the act of holy creation
This is the only way to salvation
It is not a religion, but phantasmagoria
To hear the heavenly choir
Anal Christ euphoria
I am the voice of reason, the marrow in your bones
Paralysis not letting you kneel down
Look through the eyes of truth, when you cry
They laugh
Two thousand years have been enough
...have been enough
This is proof of the holiness of stigmatics
This is the supreme mystery of belief
This is the truth of their devotion
That the most blood flowed out of their anus
Look at the fat priest when he rapes your child
This is the dogma of your belief, the divine pride
It is not a religion, but phantasmagoria
To hear the heavenly choir
Anal Christ euphoria


6. PROFANATION (INCANTATION COVER)

Possess the soul of the weak.
Walk the gates that open wide.
For the ones that will die enter the world that waits inside...

Now decieve the cross, induce thou evil.
Hypnotize the wrath of priest.
Redeem the soul of deceased.
Confront the demons of the dark...

To enchant soul of innocence, deviate the mortal life.
Reincarnate the evil spirit, deviate the mortal life.
Unleash the blood of the goat, raise high the horns of hell.
Profanation of the gods, sacriligeous torment.
Soul has come to it's final task, demons carved your burning flesh.
Arise the ones from eternal sleep, come forth and show you rotted
soul...

Pentagram is hailed in hell.
Star of death brings infinite life.
Enter the circle and desecrate.
Devours the soul, embalminate the body...

Thoughts of death are near.
Angels child lives in fear.
Taken from the holy land.
Tortured in hell forever damned...

Blasphemy - left to die.
Sodomy - the blood is raised.
Reap of evil - takes it's toll.
Profanation of the gods...

Conquering all, spreading terror
Hoofs gallop in thunderous pound
Devouring the souls of the wretched
Trampling them down to the ground

Gripping the reins of destruction
Made of steel on his hands
Holder of forces immortal
Slaughtering all in his path