Possessed we are
With the devil's hate
Desecrated Divinity
When all time has come to pass
Dogmas of the divine turned to ash
In their eyes you see the grief
Face the doom of ruptured beliefs

The infected scars of sin on your soul
More wicked ones added to the death toll

Demons from Hell will grant us the powers
To rise above and take what is ours
The blood will spill on the rotting crucifix
Destroy the image of Christ - 666

Sanctuary of souls forgotten
Blasphemy for all the rotten
The infected scars of sin on your soul
More wicked ones added to the death toll

Demons from Hell will grant us the powers
To rise above and take what is ours
The blood will spill on the rotting crucifix
Destroy the image of Christ - 666

Possessed we are
With the devil's hate
Desecrated Divinity
Possessed we are
With the devil's hate
Desecrated Divinity