The Blood Centurion - Ouija

The longinus’s blood

Flows in our veins

We are still

The blood centurion

This ancient pagan shout

Which never succumbed

Walking towards the place of the cranium

In the Golgotha arrived your end

Crowned with thorns

Proclaimed king of the jews

We, nazarene, crucify you

We were your nails

2000 years of lies

After your execution

Races and cultures

Annihilated in your name

Your legacy was the hatred

Now we are the threat of your serfs

We are your damned nightmare

The longinus’s blood

Flows in our veins

We are still

The blood centurion

Walking towards the place of the cranium

In the Golgotha arrived your end

Crowned with thorns

Proclaimed king of the jews

We, nazarene, crucify you

We were your nails