The Patron ov Slaves Lyrics


Rott and curse

they Have grasped

our world

Faceless goddes

Waves a kerchief

dead in a trace

They will reach the gates of heaven

They will searching to dismember

That will meet all on a way and

Burn and smash that all of Heritage

Ov god

Who stand above a sheer

Ov god

That who create a foolish dogmas

Ov god

proprietor and liar

Ov god

The Patron Ov Slaves!!!