Bitter frost

Oplexicon ii - speed of hate

Bitter frost
The speed of hate and vengeance
They boil in my veins
Christ's fucking disciples
Their church engulfed in flames

I'm focused on what's told
What's seen and what's heard
Hypocrisy, Is his life's blood
Ignorance, his rotting flesh

A crown of thorns, for the cursed Nazarene

Destruction, spoil and filth
We consummate our masters will

As our plagues sweep the land
We bind the cross in chains
Murder, rape and torture
Retribution for their faith

The remains of a land
Soiled by holy souls
The masses blinded by their lies
Christian hate, boiling in our veins

Another priest is dying
I stalked him like a Demon in the dark
Ignorantly, they could not see me

But they felt the destruction I unleashed
And the scattering of the flock
The confusion of the gentiles
The destruction of order

Bodies strewn and twitching
With the blood of the martyrs
Fertilize our pagan land.
With the speed of hate and vengeance

In the ashes of worship
I spit on the outlines of a cross
Liberate our pagan land
With the speed of hate and Vengeance

I'm focused on what's told
What's seen and what's heard
Hypocrisy, Is his life's blood
Ignorance, his rotting flesh

Cut down the tree of life,
Replace it with… the seed of hate

With hate in my heart
And steel in my hand
I ride with legions
And my steel strikes, strikes the holy lamb

With hate in our hearts
And steel in our hands
We ride as legion
And our steel strikes, strikes the holy lamb

With hate in our hearts

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