Out of the gutter they rise, the rats follow their God  A child without a soul wounded from torn apart archangel glorious wings  Hypnotic purity, kneel attrition makes you closer to your inner God  All born whores before God to serve Satan, with their lips morality confesses the weak  Cunts turned to the master, goat horns profane  All born rats to Satan, follow the sweeter sound of bathing in sin  All born rats before us to reign supreme in Hell forever    Out of the dark flesh they rise, the gods follow the rats  A God bearing a son wounded from torn apart, demons horny body  Impious oblivion, risen from among the weak, the young dealer plays and lead    The pied piper breeds another kind, another blood  With all and without name he stands before the Lord, the grand beast of flesh  Now we see, now we follow the tides of plague  Now we hear, now we lament the sounds of pleasure    And there he stands among the crowd, the horned God sucked by the whore and her son    Dark ceremonial, high whore led mass  All fuck among the dead in the nave of the black cathedral  Communion in filth, blessings from the seminal shrine  Thorns deep into the flesh in the nave of the black cathedral    Shaped without sensed, geometric madness, maze of the living, glory from Hell  Brain distorted, narcotic archangels, betray their God, reversal reverence  Here among the ashes of this world's morality, assembled from filth the rats become lords  A council of foul gods in filth we believe, living under humans from among you now we arise