Paroles de Godforsaken

Sick perverted deities Vain and irate Spitting on pride Kings of decay Mandatory self-denial Wallow in filth Like cattle, like pigs Bow to excrement Crawl at their feet To their amusement, sick with disease Their shining golden masks Conceal the putrid faces Disgusting choirs Swarms of flies darken the bleeding sky For they herald the arrival of Heaven Unclimbable monolithic towers Effigies of desolation The slaughter keeps going on Until all your pride is taken I am proud to be Godforsaken