The trust in the angel that you made
Is the same that defeat you as the scum you are
When demons paint your holy heaven with red blood
The same fucking blood that your son had bleed before

Each voice of rotten corpses
Will rise against the holy one
Until the self god of lies
Begins to scream and prey for his life

God's violoexorcism !

Don't exorcise me
Cries your sodomize god in hell
Don't punish me
But know it's too late to bring you back to life

So then now look at him
When all his imaginary power disappear
Hail Satan, our real commander
Arriving into fired wings

Don't exorcise me
Cries your sodomize god in hell
Don't punish me
But know it's too late to bring you back to life

Each voice of rotten corpses
Will rise against the holy one
Until the self god of lies
Begins to scream and prey for his life

Don't exorcise me
Cries your sodomize god in hell
Don't punish me
But know it's too late to bring you back to life