Sacrilege - Beyound The Gates Of Pain

A painfull planet in disguise
on wich I cannot breathe
Blinded by lies of light
alone in despair

Punished by my birth
slaughtered bu my belief
The future is near
and with it a connected fear

Leave your sordid life
and join the dead I know
I am the god of none-divine
Drink my blood, thick of sin
Bound to my opressed soul

Follow my hand
enter mu pandemonium
to an otherwordly pain
Beyound good and evil
we will meet again
Beyound the gates of pain