It was predicted that with every tool
That the romans brought pain to you thy fool
People to your god should be lead
While our warriors lost and scattered fled
You should be the king on earth
Bastard son of virgin birthSlay the Nazarene - In Christian eyes supreme
You will dieSlay the Nazarene - Your might is just a dream
You shall dieSlay the Nazarene - Tourtured you will scream
You must dieSlay the Nazarene Slay the Nazarene
Die DieOn your command man should do what god wilth
Glorification of holy christian slime and filth
Your vision of your crusaders bravery
That turned the wiched out of their slavery
You should be the king of kings
But now feel the embrace of Lucifers wingsSlay the son of god - Drown him in his own blood
Meet your deathSlay the son of god - This is your sinners flood
We praise your deathSlay the son of god - Scum of inferior blood
Hail your deathSlay the son of god Slay the son of god
Death Death DeathNow glance upon your teachings
In the pits of lost realitiesBehold the righteous ones
Before Satan at their kneesSlay the scum of the earth - Whoreson of infidel birth
You are deadSlay the scum of the earth - Your cross is nothing worth
Your teachings are deadSlay the scum of the earth - Teared apart with sadistic urge
Your god is deadSlay the scum of the earth Slay the scum of the earth
Dead Dead DeadHumiliated as no other
Seek patience at the weak chest of your father
I.N.R.I.
Crucified you shall die
Mocked and spitted at
Your feeble ratSlay the Nazarene - In christian eyes supreme
You will dieSlay the Nazarene - your might is just a dream
You shall dieSlay the Nazarene - tortured you will scream
You must dieSlay the Nazarene Slay the Nazarene
Die Die DieSLAY THE NAZARENE
Songwriters
ERIK HAGSTEDT, MORGAN PATRIK NICLAS HAKANSSONPublished by
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