He Weeps Like A Lamb To The Slaughter

Cast Down From His Blooddrenched Skies

Slowly We Sail Across The River Styx

And I Hold Up His Head By The Hair



The Godforsaken Water Is Bloodred

And The Ruler Of Chaos Stands Ashore

He Spreads Out His Blackened Wings

And Blasphemes Sadistically The Priest



I Drag The Worthless Priest Ashore

He Screams Endlessly In Naked Fear

I Am An Eternal Veil Of Evil Torture

And I Take Pleasure In His Agony



He Is Being Crucified Upon A Cross

And Boiling Blood Is Poured Upon Him

His Face Explodes In Bursting Heat

As I Whip His Soul A Thousand Times