Hour Of Penance

The chains of god will break forth
Decimating his empire of splendour
Denying all his creations
Unbound we rise and destroy his reign
Torn apart in fragments and burn the scriptures of joy and grace
With the ashes of his empire, we will bury every church down in the sand
Inverted crosses will rise, as vexill of the triumph of men
Damned souls now walk on the earth claiming their revenge for his abuse
To reign the world in chaos 'till its destruction
We will break with force his majesty
We will spit against his cross
With the consciousness of our Reason
We will tear apart his son
Let his wisdom of grace fall
Let his words of falsity rot
Through the primal hate and iniquity
He will fall from his throne
Sing curses unto his name
Sing curses unto his name
Torn apart in fragments
The scriptures of joy and grace
As a un-divine conjuration
Against the holy creation
Against the father, the son and the holy ghost