Deity of fiction Infect the world with the Christian cancer He is not my maker I reject this hollow shell you know as god Cryptic visions Slaughtered angels Jesus Christ forlorn I have dreamt of the smoldering ashes Of his crown of thorns Demons circle Angelic victims The weak shall falter Eviscerated saints are slain Desecrated martyrs Christ will weep as the clergy falls Blood covers his alter of lies Christs children succumb to warfare Fallen angels caressed by hate The heavens incandescent from fire Spawn of Satan annihilate Apostles are ripped apart for pleasure They shall repent their faith Exhilarated as they die screaming Soon the lord will meet his fate Now his time has come Killed with a sickening thud I eagerly watch him die So follows the Christian kind Christ's children succumb to warfare Fallen angels caressed by hate Caressed by hate Deity of fiction Infect the world with the Christian cancer He is not my maker I reject this hollow shell you know as god Cryptic visions Slaughtered angels Jesus Christ forlorn I have dreamt of the smoldering ashes Of his crown of thorns