译文: 病态死亡. 神.
: [music by Morbid Death] [lyric by Ricardo Santos] God don`t let the sun blind our kids, Hide them under trees of hope. God don`t let the sea drown
: Living on the unreal never showing the face nothing you can't touch or feel protecting the human race immortality in the key the secret of your treasury
free of the grave their vengeance knows no bounds Raging hunger pierces the black, in the flicker of their morbid gaze Creatures of evil spawned and
spots, well, if you're too poor to move out Or get a new house, it's like livin' in a war, walkin' through shootouts And you doubt God exists, when
raw shit My rap style's distorted like lil' mo getting rapped And keepin' the baby instead of gettin' it aborted Yo, I talk morbid just to make you feel awkward Deaths
But even worse Heresy, blasphemy Do I need god? Misery, disease He needs me not Breathing, feeling Chaos above Morbid, sordid Manic void [chorus]
Churning sea of Absu Place of weeping death Tiamat, dark serpent Lord of the morbid priests Enraged with hate for god The priests of chaos chant From
of dog Lust upon my altar Demons attack with hate Satan in the fires of hell awaits Death against you all God hear my death call
Death to my vision Blind I shall serve Give rise to god war Watch the civils fall Hateful seed inside me Scald my mind of all but truth I concede; I am
bring the key Rise from the depths See the fire in my wand Ia iak sakkakh iak sakkakth Ia shaxul I call forth the god pazuzu I call forth the lord of
bring the key Rise from the depths See the fire in my wand Ia iak sakkakh iak sakkakth Ia shaxul I call forth the god Pazuzu I call forth the lord of
of dog Lust upon my altar Demons attack with hate Satan in the fires of hell awaits Death against you all God hear my death call [Chorus]
To fucked human shit, I shout blasphemy! As I make my way thru to The promised land Smell of shit is so foul Writhe in disgust Earth heaves and death
Lunacy Sign of death In your thoughts and dirty eyes Losing mind Bloody arms Your fucking tired veins are incised Deadly pain Atrophy Soon you will suffocate
dynasty Called to be the labors of the harvest Special forces in his army Laughing in the face of death and never fearing harm 'Cause if God is for
You're blind screamin' for your God Pathetic God Death design, blood splattered wall Face meltin', one vicious whore Twisted figures drown your mind in pain God send death
angels as they pray to God Tormented preachers hail the twisted Cross Haunting the chapel, Hell's demons prevail Death has come, the House of God has
