Postmortem Ritual کے بول

Bow before the throne, of deception Lift your hands up high to this mockery False prophets singing praises To a god, they do not know Mortal lives singing praises Unto, a darkened throne Mortal lives singing praises Unto, a darkened throne Lacerations across this sky Shed the tears of your god Revealing his lies Now is the time to destroy this plague As their idols, lay broken at their feet I will feast upon the flesh of your head table And the hand of divenitey will reveal the absolution that you've mocked You borth forth, this witness Birthing poison from the womb Jesus Christ, first born of the dead To you alone the glory