Avasatha pagan (prophetical part iii) — текст песни (Christ agony)

god you were a martyr
not worth praying
your grave won`t be adorned
with flowers
but with infants of blood

satan touched the dawn
and devoted the sky
to his powers
the sky born in the blood
but out wedlock

god, I scoff at your wars
cause you graves been spat with fire
you won`t be eternity
you won`t be nothingness

now
now satan`s coronation