Letra de 'Pain Dealer Doktrine' de Bliss of Flesh

I fear to fall as I go deeper and deeper
But still faithful in the glorious might
Sanctified is the merciless heart
It only pulses with harsh contempt

Cut throats to reduce the fools to silence
For the word is the vector of lies
Sear your flesh for the satanic obedience
For the time has come for Him to rise

Complete assassination
Pure genocide perfection
Thirst not even quenched in blood
Dismantling the world of God

Devoted to a force too strong for human understanding
Overwhelmed and maybe lost in the chaos we bring
Sanctified is the merciless heart, it's blessed and holds the wrath
Spit on life, spread death and celebrate the chaos mass

Legions from below
Acclaim the death of Christ
They can feast on his body
His throne has burnt to ashes
His heart has been devoured by vultures
His head has been impaled on the black horns of our Lord

Inhuman and blessed
We are the legions, we are your end, you're already dead

Spreading His deeds, tormenting the weak
Nothing in here deserves to remain

Satan blasts my soul in the Sado-Void

Kneeling before Him I humbly recieve each and every wound
Hail Satan! Give me some more!
Scarify my flesh, scarify my soul!