It was predicted that with every tool
That the romans brought pain to you thy fool
People to your god should be lead

While our warriors lost and scattered fled
You should be the king on earth
!@&! son of virgin birth

Slay the nazarene - in christian eyes supreme
You will die
Slay the nazarene - your might is just a dream

You shall die
Slay the nazarene - tourtured you will scream
You must die

Slay the nazarene slay the nazarene
Die die
On your command man should do what god wilth

Glorification of holy christian slime and filth
Your vision of your crusaders bravery
That turned the wiched out of their slavery

You should be the king of kings
But now feel the embrace of lucifers wings
Slay the son of god - drown him in his own blood

Meet your death
Slay the son of god - this is your sinners flood
We praise your death

Slay the son of god - scum of inferior blood
Hail your death
Slay the son of god slay the son of god

Death death death
Now glance upon your teachings
In the pits of lost realities

Behold the righteous ones
Before satan at their knees
Slay the scum of the earth - !@^%son of infidel birth

You are dead
Slay the scum of the earth - your cross is nothing worth
Your teachings are dead

Slay the scum of the earth - teared apart with sadistic urge
Your god is dead
Slay the scum of the earth slay the scum of the earth

Dead dead dead
Humiliated as no other
Seek patience at the weak chest of your father

I.n.r.i.
Crucified you shall die
Mocked and spitted at

Your feeble rat
Slay t