A black soul isn't a welcome guest in the sacred house Eternal damnation But no interdiction has power upon the spirit of dark Actuated by hate My feet leave the dirty traces Blasphemous air escapes from my lungs Venomous dust flakes from my clothes Profane thoughts rush from my mind My flesh and mind are alien to this space Godless aura My wish desecrates this sacred place The shame of god The saints in the icons are closing all-seeing eyes The candles are dying out with quiet hissing
The wounds of the crucified begin festering The bells are chiming the chaotic symphony The rottenness is powerless to resist storm My will lays the house of god in ruins A new aeon is raising in fire and thunder The unholy church The church that has no walls no icons Freedom for free ones and slavery for slaves The church that makes a god from everyone Who wants to be the god without any gods Blessed are the godless ones The unholy church Blessed are the free ones The unholy church