Retch Atma Lyrics

Christ your ruler
The Christ your leader
In spite the hate of your grandeur
One would contend
Ruled by the iron fist of disfigured blasphemy

You are condemned
Spewed unto parchment the lies of terrorist recoil
Face down in the filth of self-control
Your delusion is fulfilled from pious denial

Hate and pity the flesh thy tomb to carry the mark of the beast
A stain creating by man
To segregate, the vampire of Judas
In spite we are reborn
To cast out the judgment of religious scorn

We shame for you in infinite decay