Nazareth Songtext
von Wineville

Deliver him to the altar!
Where I will remove his heart
From his chest!
And feel it pulse
Within my hands!
As I watch his gaze
Fade away into nothingness

This priest has flown
From this world

Into the fire he falls
And to the demons he crawls
Condemned to hell
Now his body is open for possession

Cerberus, Curator Of Silenti
Sino phasmatis venire contra mihi
Phantasmis radix quod causa of vita
Commodo adeo suffragium mihi Meus
Negotium


As the corpse begins to suspend above me
I can′t help but feel ecstasy
Encompass myself
I call forth this spirit to do my bidding
In silencing the false prophet of Nazareth
And name me the king of kings

Gratias ago vos Cerberus
Pro tabellae silenti etceter a transeo
Gratias ago vos phasmatis
Pro iunctio mihi in meus nisus

And now the prayers of helpless people
Go unheeded and unanswered
For my crown is now upon me
As is judgement for the steeple
For the people try appeasal
But my rule is ever lethal
There will never be a merciful decision
Be that man has had his chances
To correct his flawed existence

The end days have come and gone
For I am the one true god