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I stand on the skulls of fallen gods and slaughtered prophets No man nor beast could ever stop it My battered foot now an iron hoof I crush the holy father's book of lies, lies, lies Blatant fucking lies, lies, lies The gospel speaks no more to their ears Your children turn to what they adore Our towers reach through the atmosphere To below your creations have sworn I stand on the skulls of fallen gods and slaughtered prophets No man nor beast could ever stop it I am the fear that terror runs from I am the one with the silver tongue I am the one with the silver tongue I am the one with the silver tongue Defile the temple from within, ignite the flame Bring forth the light, I'll shadow it in sin Humility, I shall detest, I am profane I am omega, the alpha is ripped from his head My destination is to be an abomination I know you despise me Become your true design Letras de canciones Become your true design The hypocritic parasite of the skies Future generations kneel Kneel to the monolith Desecrate the sabbath and deny the myth of a virgin born rat The holy script, devoured by six hundred sixty-six Eht gnidnereven raw Nailed to the monolith I stand on the skulls of fallen gods and slaughtered prophets No man nor beast could ever stop it I am the fear that terror runs from I am the one with the silver tongue I am the one with the silver tongue I am the one with the silver tongue The symbol of devotion shall point to below As our abysmal gospel grows Defile the temple from within, ignite the flame Bring forth the light, I'll shadow it in sin Humility, I shall detest, I am profane I am omega, the alpha is ripped from his head From Letras Mania