| Song | Ascension |
| Artist | Hour of Penance |
| Album | Sedition |
| Heading for the home of god | |
| The scent of christian blood is upon thee | |
| Seeking to ascend upon the throne again | |
| With rage we’re moving forward, | |
| We don’t spare a single human being, no one’s left, alive | |
| Descend upon the ones who don’t submit to our master’s will, | |
| No one’s left alive | |
| Hail – Hail – The christian church burns in fire | |
| Hail – Hail – Dethrone the pope, now he’s hanged and defiled | |
| Hail – Hail – Defy the cross, decimate this race | |
| Hail – Hail – The sun is crumbling, all the stars are pale | |
| Hail – Hail – Hail – Hail | |
| The sun is crumbling, all the stars are pale… | |
| …and then He raises his hand, | |
| This place becomes a barren land of pain | |
| Unholy tyrant – No mercy, shed their blood | |
| Casting down the cosmos, every law’s becoming tamed now | |
| Defloration – New monarch, spread your wings | |
| We all Hail – Hail – The christian church burns in fire | |
| Hail – Hail – Dethrone the pope, now he’s hanged and defiled | |
| Hail – Hail – Defy the cross, decimate this race | |
| Hail – Hail – The sun is crumbling, all the stars are pale | |
| With rage we’re moving forward, | |
| We don’t spare a single human being, no one’s left, alive | |
| Descend upon the ones who don’t submit to our master’s will, | |
| No one’s left alive | |
| Pater, I feel my blood turn into fire | |
| Grow in me, nourish me, I feel my soul turn into fire |
| Heading for the home of god | |
| The scent of christian blood is upon thee | |
| Seeking to ascend upon the throne again | |
| With rage we' re moving forward, | |
| We don' t spare a single human being, no one' s left, alive | |
| Descend upon the ones who don' t submit to our master' s will, | |
| No one' s left alive | |
| Hail Hail The christian church burns in fire | |
| Hail Hail Dethrone the pope, now he' s hanged and defiled | |
| Hail Hail Defy the cross, decimate this race | |
| Hail Hail The sun is crumbling, all the stars are pale | |
| Hail Hail Hail Hail | |
| The sun is crumbling, all the stars are pale | |
| and then He raises his hand, | |
| This place becomes a barren land of pain | |
| Unholy tyrant No mercy, shed their blood | |
| Casting down the cosmos, every law' s becoming tamed now | |
| Defloration New monarch, spread your wings | |
| We all Hail Hail The christian church burns in fire | |
| Hail Hail Dethrone the pope, now he' s hanged and defiled | |
| Hail Hail Defy the cross, decimate this race | |
| Hail Hail The sun is crumbling, all the stars are pale | |
| With rage we' re moving forward, | |
| We don' t spare a single human being, no one' s left, alive | |
| Descend upon the ones who don' t submit to our master' s will, | |
| No one' s left alive | |
| Pater, I feel my blood turn into fire | |
| Grow in me, nourish me, I feel my soul turn into fire |