Reborn Dead Testo
Testo Reborn Dead
Dark one, hear me
Demon Lord, I command thee
Awaken to blasphemate
Forsaken, procreate
Ritual unseen
Forces guide me
Reborn heretic
Reborn dead.
Christ and his lies, bind me not Sheep of God, watch your shepherd rot
Exposed as a fake by lucifers light
Christ destroyed by satanic might
Exhume the ability of individual thought
The ranquishment of all Christianity wrought.
The pillars of heaven, crushed under hoof
Placed your faith in lies, where was the proof
You have been fooled, your soul is weak
The infernas of Hell, devour the meek.
Falsified documents tell of your lord
Died for your sins, nailed to a board
Suffered in torment as the crowd roared
Removd from this world, die by the sword
Sword of Belial, stained with Christ's Blood
Seeds of independence begin to bud.
Bil'e, great celtic god of hell,
In your palace my soul does dwell. Sammael, the eternal venom of god,
With your power through this world I trod.
Thoth, master of the black arts,
Your ancient name I possess as my part.
Infernal bretheren, who protect and guide me.
Bathe me in light, so that I may see.
With the ancient ones, my mind does rise.
Eternally above the grip of christ's lies.
Dark one, hear me
Demon lord, I command thee
Awaken to blasphemate
Forsaken, procreate
Ritual unseen
Forces guide me
Reborn a heritic
Reborn Dead, to, christ's, lies.
Lyrics written by,
Bil'e Sammael THoth
Demon Lord, I command thee
Awaken to blasphemate
Forsaken, procreate
Ritual unseen
Forces guide me
Reborn heretic
Reborn dead.
Christ and his lies, bind me not Sheep of God, watch your shepherd rot
Exposed as a fake by lucifers light
Christ destroyed by satanic might
Exhume the ability of individual thought
The ranquishment of all Christianity wrought.
The pillars of heaven, crushed under hoof
Placed your faith in lies, where was the proof
You have been fooled, your soul is weak
The infernas of Hell, devour the meek.
Falsified documents tell of your lord
Died for your sins, nailed to a board
Suffered in torment as the crowd roared
Removd from this world, die by the sword
Sword of Belial, stained with Christ's Blood
Seeds of independence begin to bud.
Bil'e, great celtic god of hell,
In your palace my soul does dwell. Sammael, the eternal venom of god,
With your power through this world I trod.
Thoth, master of the black arts,
Your ancient name I possess as my part.
Infernal bretheren, who protect and guide me.
Bathe me in light, so that I may see.
With the ancient ones, my mind does rise.
Eternally above the grip of christ's lies.
Dark one, hear me
Demon lord, I command thee
Awaken to blasphemate
Forsaken, procreate
Ritual unseen
Forces guide me
Reborn a heritic
Reborn Dead, to, christ's, lies.
Lyrics written by,
Bil'e Sammael THoth
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