Engineering The Antichrist (исполнитель: Thy Art Is Murder)
Darkened Clouds approach the grounds where the innocent victims await the [bad word] that could never be forseen* [bad word] from beneath earth, [bad word] to block out the sun, there will be no redemption, their blood spilled for Satan. trail of corpses lay behind them, stench of rotting flesh, they slay all women/children leaving them without their heads. I share the same addiction to the beast that I can taste, cannibals they've [bad word] Infect the population with a plague that would last for a thousand years, Apocalyptic massacre, piles of burning bodies lie at the side of the streets, As your bowels give way, your final breath will beg for forgiveness. I see the end is near, the streets awash with blood. They're all dead in the end, no one to be spared. No one to be spared, evil, Your faith will be your weakness. Slit their throats, Drain their blood, Nothings left, Look what I've done, The gates have opened, my reigns begun, This is my church, My kingdom!