Gates of Blood Lyrics

I open the Gates of Darkened World
I open the Gates of Sacrifice
I want to devour your lymph, you’re awed
I shall dominate your life

Enter these Gates of Soul Transformation
Your words are sovereigneal and full of blasphemy
Sloth and Greed and Gluttony, for Ever-Imprecation
Deicide is sweetiest (fruit of…)

Betrayal and guile – I stimulate
I glorify falsehood and jowl
Blood from your veins I chlorinate
And made holy water for your greedy mouths

Let the contemptible drown in their blood
Wash your wicked hands with spew of enemies
Try to ascend, masturbated in the mud,
But You are Nihil!

I don’t want the churches are full in the fire,
Crosses are sawed and icons are scribbled
For wickedness should have a root in the mire
Of Humankind’s hearts, perniciously livid…

Malaria is your desire
To contaminate dismal souls
Santeria’s vehement choir
Inflamed the primordial woes

Damnate your invidious life
Reflect light and love of Judeo God
Let spell Fides word and ‘ave right
To enter the Gates of Blood!

Oh Lucifer, give me your Pride!
Belial, give me your Truth!
Oh Astaroth, stand by my side!
Oh Azazel, quench my ruth!
Oh Behemoth, show me your Might!
Baal-Zebub, send me your fiends!
Leviathan, pour me your Blight!
Oh Satan, don’t make me weaned!

RISE!!!

If many priests will serve with evil hearts, defiled
Mortal sins they sermonize and Christ denied
So then soon they will infect their humble laity
Their churches shall become our fanes, their God – our deity
Mammon, greasy ruler of their bloated minds
Kisses their lips – the herd of gorgonized
They worship him worm-licking his ulcerated loins
And Mammon pours into their mouths his epidemic sperm

We laugh upon… these al-dalala fools
We are the true Masters of the World
Risen above the Wisdom of the Mules,
Which should be dipped in shit and covered with the rot

If the sins will enter the bosom of the church
We do not have it either burn or tear down
The Temple of the Lamb shall be ruined and besmirched
That's why I, first of all, for seduction of the crown
This is my important and devastating arm
To crush the Church of Christ, to crush the Kaaba
Hail the New World Order without God-gendarme
We hail the Reason’s Era – New Satya-Yuga!