The Word Was Made Flesh Turned Into Chaos Again

Whispers of pendulum filling the cage of your mind
 Painting it's walls with pure hatred
 Freezing the flames of chaos once turned into word
 Cosmic feeling once turned into dust
 Together we stand and challenge the crowds of god
 Annihilation of lies hidden beyond the core
 Thoughts of free will spinning around
 And waiting for souls where life doesn't mean anything -
 Dream of a Kingdom where Chaos and Word used to be Unity
 Congregation of those who revengefully look into eyes of deceiver
 And burn out his world of forbidden truth
 Whispers of pendulum filling the cage of your mind
 Painting it's walls with pure hatred
 Freezing the flames of word once turned into chaos
 [Lead: Quazarre]
 [Lead: Armers]
 And you - nail him down to the cross
 Feel sweet taste of power and omnipotence
 And they nail you down to the cross
 Feel sweet taste of retribution
 And greed for the power of someone who claims to be God
 "Et cum consummati fuerint mille anni solvetur Satanas
 De carcere suo et exibit et seducet gentes quae sunt
 Super quattuor angulos terrae Gog et Magog et congregabit eos
 In proelium quorum numerus est sicut harena maris"