Blind Aggression Lyrics

How many wounds are missing
Of the fucking Christian bodies
How many those Christian heads
Missing on the stakes around
My anti-human dwelling/
Those always poking one's damned faces
Faces which I do not want
To see in my worst nightmares.
They must understand
The mission, they bring in this life - to be torn apart
By bestial atmosphere of endless Black Metal
I desecrate
Their meaningless holidays
Their empty worded prays.
Their primitive confessions
I turn to the places,
Where I give birth to the most evil riffs
For my desecrations.
From the depths blackness of the world
Aggressor rules the subconscious