The Shroud ( A Hellish Value ) - Hate

God Hate inside, forever be as I want you to be

My raging sword bringing all the saints to grief

The shround of pain, great wonder, mindlessly worshiped by weak hearts

Is my gift that makes them shed their tears on my cold lips

Killing your god we never spoke out his name

Drinking his blood when darkness calls out my hate

World unseen is out there behind the virgin’s eyes

The light so value, behold this light with no source behind

They are urged to speak with great voices now in the name of the god

But silent whisper is the living voice of the ancient ones

This world is wondering after me

My words are eagerly spoken by your lips

Killing your god we never spoke out his name

Drinking his blood when darkness calls out my hate

Vocem Necris Tribullaes Tannem!

This world is wondering after me

My words are eagerly spoken by your lips

Those who worship fetish be condemned for eternity

Those who see the light of darkness shall be ruling over this world

This world is wondering after me

My words are eagerly spoken by your lips

Those who worship fetish be condemned for eternity

Those who see the light of darkness shall be ruling over this world

Living after life, suffering among the damned, devouring the light of gods

Living after life, suffering among the damned, devouring the light of gods!