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The churches may decide what will happen to man in the other world |
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In this world, we the Black Metal order shall decide for our people |
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Mentally deficient, full of bluntness say: |
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"Blessed are the poor in spirit..." |
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Wouldn't it be nice, |
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If they all went to their paradise |
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The one proclaimed by the ****ing Christian Church |
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Into their paradise we'll find ugly and mentally flat women |
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For over half a million years God was sitting |
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Watching men plucking one another's eye |
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And only then had the brilliant idea |
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Of sending his bastard son, ****ing Jesus Christ |
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But now the Devil prevails |
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This thing is balderdash |
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We shall let the church to "rot as a gangrened hand" |
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And slay upon their altars the idiots and the old scandal mongers |
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The healthiest part of the |
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Youth shall be with us |
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The plower with his scythe shall ripe the new harvest rightly |
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Burned, mutilated, millions of our ancestors |
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Under Christian psalms of love |
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We shall avenge... we thirst for blood! |
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The churches may decide what will happen to man in the other world |
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In this world, we the Black Metal order shall decide for our people |
