Christendom's Fall Songtext
von Goat of Mendes

They′ll fall!

Listen up, woeful christians
Your enemies shall speak!

Your belief's an ancient relic
From a long forgotten past
Born of fear and superstition
Only sustained by inqusition

"Take my blood and my flesh
For you I′ll be slain"

What's this for a weird belief
Obsessed by a cross of cruelty
If Christ had been hanged by the throat
Then a Gallow your symbol would be

Suffering and pain is most regarded
Masochism is heavenly rewarded


"Give your life in joy
Embrace eternal glory!
The worse your fate
Vaster your pain
Longer you die
The holier you'll be!"

It′s just perverse lie
Just a weird lie
Of a psychotic mind

Pope, you believe you′re second just to Christ
Who absent-minded for his 'God′ and mankind died
So just let deeds follow up your lies
And like your weakly idol, let yourself be crucified!

Your pride and your lies
A thorn in our eyes

Destiny awaits - we'll not take it any longer
Destiny awaits - opposition′s growing stronger
For war - our hearts burning
For war - our hearts blazing

'So let the children come to me!′
We'll restore our kingdom of which we've been betrayed
The Nazarene traitor will meet his final fate
And we′re garbed in black - Abysmal hordes

You shall witness utter darkness - our earth has to be
A black orb adorned in sin - in heresy!