Corpses rotting in the sun
Above the ruins ov a fetid church
Blood is dirty everywhere
Feeding the angelic beings
Beings that speak too much
Who are the owners ov reason
With your dirty hands tries to command
Beings without intelligence

My soul
My faith
My force is true
The archaicreation

Never
My soul will be dominated by you
False
Where is the purification
Created by lord messiah
This false saint
False