Текст: Belphegor. Impaled Upon The Tongue Of Sathan.

Rise, rise from the deepest

Eyes of death awaken
The fields of skulls
Is the path of wisdom ? die!

The confessional ? is your casket ? I blind you in
Winged flesh mutilation ? burn the cross
Broken one by one ? your angelic sworn oath

Impaled upon the tongue of Sathan

Rise, rise from the deepest

Resurrection never coming
Savor my blood cum
Revel in ? the choir of screams ? die!

The confessional ? is your casket ? I blind you in
Winged flesh mutilation ? fukk the church
Broken one by one ? your angelic sworn oath

Impaled upon the tongue of Sathan
Impaled are those that preach fear