Drag-on - I Spit In Your Face lyrics

Stone walls, the stench of graves* Dark vaults and hungry rats The Blasphemous roar of hell The black flashes of torches Black crows, souls of the dead Buried at the dead of night Without fear you're awaiting their pranks Because the cross is on your chest You reign in the castle of d**h Your eyes delight in tortures Insane thoughts shake the fanatic's body Dragged by the power of your rules I'm fettered in chains Given to you for sacrifice Insane demon's thoughts You say you fight for the good That you are the Lord's messenger Blood from your wounds soaks the monk's habit In which you've clad your body My body is trembling in pain And thoughts cloud over torture These are your hands holding the torches Your arm is raising a whip I spit in your face You have me - my oppressor I yell as you want me yell Blasphemy, dark truths Which you're forcing into my mouth To sentence me to d**h To accuse me of heresy Who is he, in whose name You inflict these horrible tortures You k**, set stakes on fire You know, his name! The Beast's fire burns in your eyes When your mouth worships the Supreme Your Lord raises his hand with a whip And sets fire to innocent bodies