Wretched Idolatry - Deivos

Worshipper’s state of mind

Surrounded from the inside

Fear of God extinguishing the free wil

A sickening wretched plague

Curse you and your vile ilk

Servile sheep riddled with faith

Devotees of self-rejection

Profanity unto the nature

None shall inherit eternal life

Die in vain in the name of the Lord of a thousand lies

No one to guide the path, nothing to ease the pain

The swirling vortex of delusion swept away

Disguisers of God’s filth — curse you and your vile ilk

Unsurpers of the truth — servile sheep riddled with faith

Impious hammer strikes at devotees of self-rejection

Destroying that which is profanity unto the nature

Mark the way into enlightenment

With the piles of scorched cadavers

Crush the doctrine hereafter

Staring boldly into blackness

Dispel the myth, away with God!