We Deny Gods And His Rule   We Defy Him Supreme Force   Crucified By The Dark Power   His Death Was A Glory   Forgotten By Our Mind Forever   He's Left The Churches To Torment Us   We'll Destroy The High Altar   Until We See The Ashes Of Pain      Crucifixion      We'll Show To The World Our Hate   The Priests Will Have Their Final Torment   We'll Spit On The Churches, E Have An Ideal   Black Tortures You'll Feel   The Mankind Goes To Suicide   They Have Faith In Gods As False As Their Name   Christ, Preacher Of Goodness And Beauty   Gods, Preachers Of Lies And Destruction      The Gods Grave Doors   Is Below His Brain's    Rottenness And Dirtiness Go Out   By A Simple Prayer Of Mercy   The Treason Of His Death Will Be Your Blame   Your Master Is Buried In The Abyss   The Dead, They Already Celebrate His Arrival   In The Altar Of Fallen Gods, Throne Of His Own Existence