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Christendom

The war is won

As your children are piled before you

And put to the flame

The scent intoxicates me

As the flames lick at pale flesh

The fires rage as demons sing

The smell of burning angel wings

The hate for you arouses me

Forever burning Christianity

One thousand score

Christians burn

Their broken bodies are piled before you

For your sacred whore

The scent intoxicates me

As the flames lick at pale flesh

The fires rage as demons sing

The smell of burning angel wings