Thorns Over God 가사

Below of kernel of desolation I trust. Oh!! Miserable On the morbid fragrance of your poison Under your dazzling wings. I bleeded For the lying passion of your goodness The cold bug brings disconfort And the harsh kiss inoculates me your malignant spittle My martir... Your end Cold god. I leave you The surrounding sensuality Of your immortal poetry, banish the beauty And the real poets... That deny the saga Of the blessed serpent I stand up, tell and love me now The innocent child changes into sage And the renegade slave becomes master I insult your "caress" and leave Your decadence