Blood Hunger Doctrine

Man and his faithful ethics
 Intoxicated by the fruits of the earth
 Diabolical fanaticism, so cold and grim
 The perfect perversion, bestiality incarnate
 As instruments of torture
 And leaving no room for sympathy
 We bring forth the monstrous birth
 To the worlds light
 As all great art is made from suffering
 So are we
 Good in nature, but evil by our own free will
 Incestuously created by the will to kill
 Time is here to walk the final abyss march
 Bound to the force of the last holocaust
 Pour free the gifts of grace
 And slaughter the entire human race
 Not permitted to redemption
 When pain rises high in purgatory
 A reality so convincingly justified
 Feeding from Death Cult's gown
 We bring forth monstrous birth
 To the worlds light