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PUTRID IS MY JACKED THE WARPAINT'S ON MY FACE
SATAN'S CROSS AROUND MY NECK WEAR STUDS ON METAL BLADES
A BULLET-BELT DIAGONAL AND TWO AROUND MY HIP
A SKULL ROBBED FROM A BURIAL HANGS RIGHT BEFORE MY DICK
LIKE TOTAL DEATH I LOOK MY ORNAMENT'S COMPLETE
AT LAST I'M FIT TO MAKE THE CHRISTIAN ASS-HOLES BLEED
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RIGHT BEFORE A CHAPEL I FIRSTLY SPEAK MY CURSE
THE TARGETS ON THE ICONS TO QUENCH MY VANDAL-THIRST
I MOCK YOU CHRISTIAN LORD IN INCENCE YOU WILL CHOKE
NOW PENTAGRAMS THREW FORTH BLASPHEMIC BEASTS CONVOKED

I VENOM THE SACRED COOKIES AND BURN THE RELICS SWEET
IMPALE THE PASTOR'S GROUPIES AND CHEW THEIR HORNY MEAT
I PUKE MY HELLISH SLIME ON THEIR DEVOTED MOUTH
WHILE PISSED BY BLOOD I CRY MY BLASPHEMY ALOUD
INVOKE MAYHEMMIC LUST RESWEAR YOUR EVIL OATH
DO CARVE A NUN'S BREAST AND SUCK THE BLOOD WITH SLOWTH

[CHORUS:]

[LEAD:]

WE'LL BATTLE SIDE BY SIDE WITH OUR INFERNAL LORD
WHEN ARMAGEDDON STRIKES TO RIP YOUR BLESSED APART
A REIGN OF TOTAL DARKNESS WHERE WE DEFEATED GOD
AROUND HIS MOULDING CARCASS A SPIDER WEAVES HIS COB
SWALLOW TORMENT SWEET BLOOD-VOMIT BY THE SWORD
AND IN THESE THROES YOU'LL MEET CLAIM SATAN AS YOUR LORD

[CHORUS:]
PUTRID IS MY JACKED THE WARPAINT'S ON MY FACE  SATAN'S CROSS AROUND MY NECK WEAR STUDS ON METAL BLADES  A BULLET-BELT DIAGONAL AND TWO AROUND MY HIP  A SKULL ROBBED FROM A BURIAL HANGS RIGHT BEFORE MY DICK  LIKE TOTAL DEATH I LOOK MY ORNAMENT'S COMPLETE  AT LAST I'M FIT TO MAKE THE CHRISTIAN ASS-HOLES BLEED  [CHORUS:]  RIGHT BEFORE A CHAPEL I FIRSTLY SPEAK MY CURSE  THE TARGETS ON THE ICONS TO QUENCH MY VANDAL-THIRST  I MOCK YOU CHRISTIAN LORD IN INCENCE YOU WILL CHOKE  NOW PENTAGRAMS THREW FORTH BLASPHEMIC BEASTS CONVOKED    I VENOM THE SACRED COOKIES AND BURN THE RELICS SWEET  IMPALE THE PASTOR'S GROUPIES AND CHEW THEIR HORNY MEAT  I PUKE MY HELLISH SLIME ON THEIR DEVOTED MOUTH  WHILE PISSED BY BLOOD I CRY MY BLASPHEMY ALOUD  INVOKE MAYHEMMIC LUST RESWEAR YOUR EVIL OATH  DO CARVE A NUN'S BREAST AND SUCK THE BLOOD WITH SLOWTH    [CHORUS:]    [LEAD:]    WE'LL BATTLE SIDE BY SIDE WITH OUR INFERNAL LORD  WHEN ARMAGEDDON STRIKES TO RIP YOUR BLESSED APART  A REIGN OF TOTAL DARKNESS WHERE WE DEFEATED GOD  AROUND HIS MOULDING CARCASS A SPIDER WEAVES HIS COB  SWALLOW TORMENT SWEET BLOOD-VOMIT BY THE SWORD  AND IN THESE THROES YOU'LL MEET CLAIM SATAN AS YOUR LORD    [CHORUS:]