Like a river
Unceasingly
From the source
Reaches destination
Like a (burning) flame
Restlessly
From a spark
Devours all
In the recesses of my soul
Vengeance is born
Like a wind
Rapidly
From a breeze
Tears everything out
Like a storm
Slowly
From a drop
Floods everything
In the recesses of my soul
Vengeance is born
In my soul - revolt
Against nonsensical dogmata
In my heart - hatred
Of the Christian god
In my hand - a sword
Aimed at the symbol of cross
In my mind - revenge
In the name of Satan
My vengeance
Like an element
Slowly sprouts
In my sick mind
A vision of the end
Of my sweet revenge
Is the heaven ablaze
Flooded with angel blood
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Like a river
Unceasingly
From the source
Reaches destination
Like a (burning) flame
Restlessly
From a spark
Devours all
In the recesses of my soul
Vengeance is born
Like a wind
Rapidly
From a breeze
Tears everything out
Like a storm
Slowly
From a drop
Floods everything
In the recesses of my soul
Vengeance is born
In my soul - revolt
Against nonsensical dogmata
In my heart - hatred
Of the Christian god
In my hand - a sword
Aimed at the symbol of cross
In my mind - revenge
In the name of Satan
My vengeance
Like an element
Slowly sprouts
In my sick mind
A vision of the end
Of my sweet revenge
Is the heaven ablaze
Flooded with angel blood
Unceasingly
From the source
Reaches destination
Like a (burning) flame
Restlessly
From a spark
Devours all
In the recesses of my soul
Vengeance is born
Like a wind
Rapidly
From a breeze
Tears everything out
Like a storm
Slowly
From a drop
Floods everything
In the recesses of my soul
Vengeance is born
In my soul - revolt
Against nonsensical dogmata
In my heart - hatred
Of the Christian god
In my hand - a sword
Aimed at the symbol of cross
In my mind - revenge
In the name of Satan
My vengeance
Like an element
Slowly sprouts
In my sick mind
A vision of the end
Of my sweet revenge
Is the heaven ablaze
Flooded with angel blood