These kisses taste so bitter now
My eyes, watering… with pain
His fists are clenched around my neck
There’s only death in sight
All else is gone, in your eyes there’s only death
No correction of God could save him

Those whoring eyes, the eyes breeding lies
Can you still see when I make you go blind?
I rip your soul apart, I tear your flesh to pieces

The Apocalypse for those who have deceived us
I have to kill you to make things right
A lead-ballet in a one-way fight
I am superior, you’re an insect of God

I am the nails, the spear and the crown of thorns
The essence of massacre
I am the nails, the spear and the crown of thorns
The essence of everything

You are one of them, you christ-loving feeble sheep
And this is why I despise you
You are one of them, you christ-loving feeble sheep
And this is why I have to kill you
Fool.