Hatred Dogma - Crossover

When you want to show

That your life has passed away

When the death around you

Could reason be your voice?

Your feelings could change suddenly

Neither love, nor hate

Only the endless anticipation

For the alternation of His Dogma

Dogma, from the hate horde

Of merciless preachers of Jesus

Dogma, from all of them

Ulterior, servants of Him

And when we feel that season

Has passed away

We will dream of

The absolute freedom

Freedom to raise the voice

Pure outburst of rage

In this mysterious and not promised

Dogma of fear and hate

Dogma, from the hatred horde

Of merciless preachers of Jesus

Dogma, from all of them

Ulterior, servants of Him