Defacers of God کے بول

Riding through the nightshades To harvest masses of fear Winds of grim and darkness Blow with whispers and voices An army of vengeance A shadow of evil Swarming through my soul Marching Defacers of god Creators of sorrow In these dark times I speak the words of hate I am a shadow by night I slay all that defies me I am a shadow by night I slay all that defies me Overwhelmed by the ignorance Of these creatures Lurking within the mists, The ruins and structures Our bodies between dimensions Awaiting unholy consent An army of vengeance A shadow of evil Swarming through my soul Marching Defacers of god Creators of sorrow In these dark times I speak the words of hate