Ophis Martys

Preachers of Lie. Of desecration
 I'm becoming in your eyes
 Hearing your cry
 They walk among us
 The path is hidden by them all
 A kind of weakened survivors
 Won the war against grace
 Raptured gathering
 They're bleeding and praying in vain
 Saint perversion prevails
 Tribute for gods who never revealed to their flock
 Fallen martyr reclaims his throne
 Preachers of Lie.Of desecration
 Path is hidden from you all
 Hearing your cry, They laugh beyond us
 I'm becoming in your eyes
 Ripping the tongues of those who refuse to the cross
 You are becoming in their slave
 Barren offering
 My fire is burning thy world
 The cult of mercy will fall
 Primeval truth that finally returns
 Enthroned by misery and crowned by lust
 OPHIS MARTYS, Dēscendere
 OPHIS MARTYS, Dominium
 Beneath the shroud of ashes the seed will never sprout