I Am Death Death Is Me
Killing People And Setting Them Free
Destroying Your Soul And Burning Your Flesh
Crushing My Enemies I Challenge The Best
Born Of Hell And Sworn To Hate
They Kept Me Locked In A Cage
Now I Am Free And Know What To Do
Slaughter The Children I'm Coming For You
Spreading Death Eternal Hate
Reach Form The Grave Sin Seals Your Fate
Pledge Of Lies Screams Of Fear
Felling Of Hell Your Death Is Near
Now I Drink The Blood From Your Veins
Infectious Disease Drives Me Insane
Seeing You Die Watching Your Death
I Worship Sin And Rip Your Flesh
Death Is Coming Or So It Seems
Rape Your Mind Torture Your Dreams
You Are Screaming No One Hears
I Am Created By All Your Fears
You Think Because They Fall To Their Knees
Servants Will Inherit Just To Be Meek
Christians Believe That A God Is In The Sky
Their Fucking Ignorance Is The Reason Why
I Hate Christians
The Nicene Creed
Capricious And Deleterious
Disciples Of Christ
I Hate Christians
I Hate Christians
It Is Time To Rise And Think For Yourself
Be Strong Inside And Don't Ask For Help
The Christian Cross Has Turned To A Crutch
They Preach Salvation But It Won't Mean Much
When The Price You Pay Is Your Own Dignity
To Bow Before A Religious Effigy
To All Of Mankind Why Won't You Listen
I Pray To Hell Cuz I Hate Christians
If Christ Is So Strong Why Can I Blaspheme
Can't Follow Faith But That Is Just Me
I Was Born From Dust And Thoughtfulness Bread
A Conscious Being When I Am Dead I Am Dead
I Hate Christians
Faith In The Light
Above Can Only Get You
Killed By The One
Below The Denizen On Unlight
I Saw Your God Die
Visions Of Messiah
Slain Deep Within My
Mind Cant Forget The
Past The Crusades Of The Christian Faith
Now Is The Time To Rise Above
The Christ And God The Holy One
Cast Aside The Righteous Book
And Embrace ..... Hell
Burn The Corpse Of Christ
Char His Holy Flesh
I Am Unholy God
The Messenger Of Death
INRI
Means Shit To Me
All I Want
Is Christ To Bleed
Had He Lived
I'd Killed Him Too
Your Dead God
King Of The Jews
Ablaze The White Stone Chapel
The Place Where Evil Lurks
Absu's Rotten Ghouls
Come Ripping Through The Earth
Cauldron Black
Feed The Demons Flame
Serpent Rise
Black Devil Shame
Cooked Skin
Evil Zombie Brew
Eyes And Bone
Create The Human Stew
If The Dead Could Speak
Their Skin
Burns To The Touch
Sick Puke
Horrid Rancid Lust
Mind Dead
Craving For Smut
Soul Gone
Dragging Their Guts
If The Dead Could Speak
Graves Crypts
No Religion Here
Rotting Dead
This Is What I Fear
Corpse Rise
Against The Living Few
To Make
A Human Zombie Stew
An Offering Of Flesh
A Gift Unto My Lord
Of Hate And Death
Gore Blood To Evil I Am Sworn
Immortalize Your Hatred In Me
I Beg Of You My Father
To Use Me In Your Fight
Take My Soul
Consume My Flesh Possess Me With Your Might
Immortalize Your Hatred In Me
A Drink Prepared From The Brains Of A Bear And Served In The Animals Skull
Is Said To Produce The Fury Of The Beast So The Person Believes It Himself
To Be Changed To A Bear This Madness Remains Until The Magic Wears Off
The Man Knows No Fear For He Is The One Who Kills Without Remorse
Immune To Poison
Concoction Is Made And Stirred With A Bone
No Conscious Thought A Mindless Drone
I Walk Through The Woods / Hunting You Down /
A Gutless Pig / You Are Defiled / With All Of My Might / I Stab At Thee / Ridding The World / Useless Existence /
Has Come To An End / You Fall Lifeless / Deed Is Done / I Await My Penance
I Have Been Granted All That I Needed
To Exact My Revenge My End Is Near
I Drank The Poison And It Gave Me The Strength
To Cut Off Your Head You Bastard Fuck
Immune To Poison
Completed Act We Both Have Died
Your Wretched Life I Am Justified
Mangled Thoughts And Twisted Visions
Of Blasphemies Upon This Earth
Rotting Christ Of New Religions
Spawned From Fire To Destroy The Earth
Procreation Of New Being
Destined Thoughts In Our Minds
Gods Fall And Death We Are Seeing
False Religion Left Behind
Impale The Soul Of Christ
On The Inverted Cross Of Death
Holy Mary Burnt To Death
Decaying Jesus Of The Weak
Churches Fall To Waste And Ruin
Knowledge Of Death Is What They Seek
Christian Death Blackened Being
Satanic Reign God Is Fleeing
Stabbing Dagger Blood Starts
Tattered Entrails Pumping Heart
Impale The Soul Of Christ
On The Inverted Cross Of Death
God Will Come And Die Again
There Is No Holy Where There Is Sin
Vile Semen Contorts The Birth
Spawn Of Fire To Destroy The Earth
Now The Earth Is Dominated
Invert The Cross Christ Is Hated
Unholy Mary Church Is Burning
Blood And Death Violence Yearning
Lying In A Crypt
Await The Break Of Day
Mind Is Void Of Thought
Guts Churn With Decay-Decay
In The Graveyard
The Dead Shall Forever Rot
In The Graveyard
Bodies Buried In The Plot
Eyes Are Frozen Shut
Body Is Ridged And Cold
No Life In The Ground
Mourners Come To Weep-To Weep
In The Graveyard
The Dead Shall Forever Rot
In The Graveyard
Bodies Buried In The Plot
Gods Zombies Eat The Mind
Of The Dead Guts Entwine
Dogs Of War Upon The Throne
Drink The Blood Crush The Bone
Die Rot In Hell
Sarcophagus Is Open Wide
Stench Of Death From Inside
The Corpses Of The Dead
Rise To Eat Life We Dread
Blind Fear Terror
Inverted Church A Cross Is Burning
Evil One Your God Is Turning
To A Force That Is Twice As Strong
The Lord Satan Commands Us All
Can You See The Fallen Beast
Massacre A Blood Feast
To Keep Me Pure I Eat Your Heart
Such A Glory To Be Torn Apart
Burning Through The Winds
A Sulfur Kind Of Sin
Whispering All The Hate
It Is Now Too Late
It Comes In Threes
On The Haunted Hill
Just Listen To The Creaking Of The Trees
The Rustling Of Leaves
You Will Hear A Shrill
Fear Grips Your Heart You Know It Comes In Threes
A Funeral March Starts
No Compassion In My Heart
Time Is Chasing You
Nothing You Can Do
It Comes In Threes
On The Haunted Hill
Just Listen To The Creaking Of The Trees
The Rustling Of Leaves
You Will Hear A Shrill
Fear Grips Your Heart Cuz You Know It Comes In Threes
Caskets Line The Parlor
Bringing All The Horror
Harbinger Of Doom
The Shadow In The Room
It Comes In Threes
On The Haunted Hill
Just Listen To The Creaking Of The Trees
The Rustling Of Leaves
You Will Hear A Shrill
Fear Grips Your Heart You Know It Comes In Threes
It Is I For Which The Gospel Sings
In Praise Of Blackened Sky
Killing All Holy It Is I
It Is I With Blackened Blood
It Is I That Will Start The Floods
To Bury The Preachers Lie
By My Power It Is I
It Is I A Creep In The Night
It Is I That Will Begin The Fight
Between The God In The Sky
I Am The Devil It Is I