At The Gates

"god"
"creator"
Deciever, you are the sinner.
I cast you down from your throne of lies
And accuse you of a thousand sins
Perished in the flames of what you call hell
I proclaim your kingdom as lost forever
A thousand colours invade
All different, all dark
A black sun is now rising
Reality unfolds
Kingdom gone
Absolute spirit, we revolt against thee
We are the serpent gods, wall spawned from you
I am the new messiah, and I will babtise you in sin
We wanted a place in your creation but you wouldnt let us in
With one caress I draw the life from your flesh
With one stroke I render your bones to dust
Kingdom gone
In the light of the black sun
The seas of starvation start to boil