Refusing The Sickness 歌词

You come with diseases you spread like a plague Coming from lands were your Christ was impaled With many false promises and weak empty hearts You poison weak minds with your corrupting thoughts Moving in darkness and gathering might We will take to arms and fight you on sight As we muster our armies we hail to the moon You will turn around or face your own doom Taste the malignance feeding on your fear Your master of lies has no power here! Slain priests will be grieved by none Do you really think your "god" is the one? We'll strike you with anger, we'll hunt you at night Pillaging shrines and making churches burn bright Beware of our wrath, beware of our legion Enslaved is your faith without any freedom Filled with oppression and fuelled by hate, Striking hard at your most weakened state. None can defy us, none can survive. Destroying your awful unworthy lives.