كلمات Opus Death

Black vultures fly over thoughts of the dark sky Dropping their sharp claws and taking weak betrayer and feelings Good clothes, good food, don´t rebel before your master Pray, study and submit tourself don´t try to contradict Following mafia, captor sect, evil christians, opus death Come into the dismal temples, feel your soul expire Reading their fals book, a evil chill comes into your bones Extermination of justice es their inmedialy winning post The decapitation of their loyals and the final wrote Following mafia, captor sect, evil christians, opus death That people who don´t make the rules, will be punished And your bodies will be burnt in the desobedience fire That people who don´t make our lust ful and secrest wishes Will be dispossessed of their thoughts, their freedom, and their lives Your crosses will be burnt tubury and your images destroyed Your temples looted an pillaged and your virgins violated The sacred book of your rulers will be rubbed out forever And your institution calcined in the hell of your pride