Column battered warriors marched dejected through the night Dismayed by highest treachery returning from the fight Their broken eyes reflect a darkening freezin...

Is there a law for obedience to your god? Spawned from a book yet infecting our own thoughts Creator of sin, sacrifice of all ration Propagation of gospel of fe...

The night I find myself in, is breeding a deadly fog It's razorsharp tentacles I feel piercing my defenceless brain No human ideas can ever contain This massiv...

For the status you reached The illusions you preached The minds you weakened And the sheep you breed For the tradition you stole And the innocents enrolled F...

They are thirteen: the pontiff, his priests The candles they bear enlight their violet gowns Pontiff: 'Judicamus Donec A Diaboli Laoueis Resispiscant' At last...