Voices command Distorted and sick Brain goes numb in the poisoned air Screwed by pigs, stripped and mutilated Squal like pigs, as blood runs Knife twisted in the moulding flesh As the altars turn blood-red The creatures, the holy trinity Eternally torn apart A yellow blood in jected ma** Hypocrites So it's the vision of Gfod? Cast the blood of the mortals and slice their guts on the holy, stinking altars