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Contaminated since you were born

Born in these rotten Christian lands

To the another sheep, another slave

Following the Spanish legacy

False morals intoxicate you

Repressions of human desires

They try to manipulate your mind

In their ingnorance they're blind

Opposition

Unholy rebellion

Follow the two hundred

The twon hundred fallen

They put chains to your acts

But your soul calls for the wild

Natural refuse to the holy

You have never played their game

In your metallic soul

Only shime the light of hell

Metal, Satan, chains ands spikes

Southern Metal warrior waiting to kill Christ

Living in sin, total lust

Your might, your path

Walking in shadows

Disciple of the horned

Disciple of the horned

Of the horned

Of the horned